Weirdest thing. Nick opened the back door to go un-coop the chickens yesterday. There were ants EVERYWHERE. Big ones. Small ones. Flying ones. Millions and billions. I don't know if it was a result of the curiously warm weather, considering it was nearly 90 degrees in Fortuna that day. This chicken must have thought it was Christmas. She was attacking the bugs at record speed, cleaning up the yard.
No comments:
Post a Comment