Looking down the garden the other afternoon whilst having a cup of tea, Colin thought he saw something white on the shelter roof...
I went down to have a closer look...Not only was it white, it also had a beak and a bright red comb!!
The little **^"*+ was munching merrily on our grapes....
Not content with being hand-fed the grapes every time we went down the garden, the White Sussex was helping herself to the harvest, from the comfort of the shelter roof!
Who said hens are brainless?!
1 comment:
She's a Sussick...
she'll be sick!!
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