After a crappy, coughing night of sleep I woke up at 6AM to the sound of squabbling chickens. We introduced a new chicken to our coop last night after she was ostracized from our neighbor's flock down the street (Ostracized not Ostrich-Sized).
I went out and refilled their food and checked on the newbie who's name is 'Water' according to our neighbor's children. Water was tucked under the nesting box hiding from the other two. I shined a flashlight in on her and she just looked up at me with her pathetic, beady little eyes. Poor little chicken.
After working with the chickens for a bit I went back to bed but didn't fall asleep until about 7:45. I then proceeded to sleep until 10:30. Oops.
I'm not sure if I should count this as my sleep in day this week. Or if I have a valid excuse because I'm getting sick and I didn't sleep much. Vickie?
In any case, we are headed to Boston in about an hour. Paul had to set-up a separate makeshift coop for Water after she was attacked by the other two hens. Nasty, oppressive little creatures.
Ouch, that's a tough call, eh? Sorry you're not feeling well. I think sickness should always allow a person a little more grace. You neeeeed the extra sleep, right?
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