Teens below this morning. Steam rolled off the bucket of boiled squash as I lugged it to the chicken coop. We had serious overage in the squash department this year, so we’ve been feeding it to the chickens. Ain’t gonna lie to ya, when I dumped it in the feeders, the chickens looked at me with a certain element of Seriously? Squash? Again?
I’ll throw’em a little corn later.
If they clean up their squash…
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