Received a text from Good Neighbor Nancy on Saturday afternoon, saying that Omelet had been found safe and mostly sound! I was so happy I positively cried. How that little hen ended up 100 feet behind our barn in some woods, I don't know and may never know. Maybe the dog snagged and then dropped her, or maybe she ran/flew back there to escape the Evil Beagle. I was so glad the the two neighbor boys found her and then, since I wasn't home, took her to Nancy.
Omelet is now in the back yard enclosure with her sister Buffalo Wing, her mom Henny Penny, (who is sitting on 5 eggs,) Howard the Duck, and Sugar the Angora.
Also, we may have found Our House in Missouri. Not modern and fancy, but spacious and nice enough with a huge corner lot at the edge of town. The sidewalk literally ends at the front door of this place. Hardwood floors, a full basement, a big outbuilding, and mature trees. It is the lot that I like a lot, in fact. It is near to town, but not with neighbors too close by, and it has become the yardstick that other properties have been judged by and come up short, truth be told.
So much to do this week. And I even bought a turkey for us to have at Thanksgiving, along with pumpkin pie.
Sweetie starts work a week from tomorrow.
