Ohhhhh NOW I remember what I was going to write about…

So the phone rings yesterday — Sunday — and the caller ID says, “US,GOVERNMENT” or something like that.

“Oh shit,” Wifey thinks. They’ve finally caught up with us. No, I don’t think they announce themselves like that, do they? I guess I’d rather not know.

No, it was the post office in the next town. Our baby chicks had arrived!! So I drove down the hill and there was a familiar box all full of wholes marked “Please Rush — Live Baby Chicks.”

Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep! Peep peep peep!

That’s pretty much all I could hear all the way home. Doesn’t help that the radio antenna’s broken off and all I can get in the truck is WZID, and mostly static at that.

So peep peep peep, little fellas! And enjoy a few months of hospitality here on the farm. But eat up and grow nice and big, because it gets mighty cold… here… in the fall… in the freezer.

Yum, I can’t wait!!