Can you find the 4th hiding hen?

Or: Why the Chickens Cross the Road Finally I get to say it for the final time: I told you so. When she first insisted WE would have chickens, she also insisted they would live across the creek and we would build the chicken pen onto the side of the barn. I suggested that might not be a good place since all the rain and snow from the barn roof would bugger up the enclosure. But we used some left-over chain-link fence from the …

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Image via Wikipedia I was deep into a Netflix movie–a good way to fill evenings like last night when Ann works late–when I realized it was almost dark and I hadn’t penned up the chickens for the night. The evening was warm and calm between rain showers; lightning flashed soundlessly in the far distance as I slipped on my boots on the back porch. I leashed the dog and set out into the dusk of a spring evening, grumbling but secretly grateful for the …

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