The new ducks are kind of weird. For one thing, white is not a good color in this muddy habitat. For another thing, they are awfully slow to learn the routine. Third, they are some kind of duck/pig hybrid. I’ve never seen such voracious waterfowl! Fourth, are they ducks or drakes? Read the rest of this entry
Yesterday, the Farm Manager burst through the back door with a stranger carrying a couple of big plastic containers. I was hoping it was lettuce or trimmings from the grocery store, but then the stranger dumped three big white ducks out of those containers into the bully pen. And then he left.
If the news is kind of old, is it still news? What is time, anyway? Does anybody really know what time it is?
The Farm Manager says I have failed to live up to my contractual obligations. She accused me of not writing enough blog posts! Read the rest of this entry
I can’t even remember the last time we were allowed to go out to the backyard. We don’t even line up at the gate anymore. Read the rest of this entry
Stacy's Funny Farm 