Friday, September 17, 2010

Fred Does His Job

Today, after I got home from substitute teaching, it was time to feed the critters and collect eggs. I pulled on my tall barn boot and felt something soft. "Huh, I must have left a balled up sock inside," I thought. I pulled off my boot, turned it over, and out dumped a dead mouse. Yeeek!

Wasn't that sweet of Fred to leave me a gift?

7 eggs
Farmer's Market tomorrow!


  1. Hahaha,a great gift indeed! Pictures of that too, please!

  2. Hee hee. I picked it up and pitched it out into the woods. I thought pictures of the "gift" might offend sensibilities : )