Monthly Archives: June 2014
Yes the chicken wins the who can capture my emotional state competition most perfectly whilst in the midst of a pree teen meltdown from oldest daughter. (Either that or I draw her having said meltdown).
I won’t do that though as I think this chicken expresses perfectly my current state of being.
Cluckety cluck cluck.
There is more than one way to catch a frisbee.
And here she is…
The making of a pirate.
Butter and Ninja, our chicks, are now six weeks old. They still cheep like chicks but are looking more like mini adult chickens now. They are almost fully feathered and being mixed breeds are looking quite colourful.
I’m still not too sure what we have but my guess is they are both girls. Time will tell.
The artist’s daughter…
Ooh you’ve caught the sun!
Queen of the castle.
Who’s been sleeping in my bed?
Gruff managed to slide his arm between two metal poles on a slide in the park today and wedge his arm good and proper.
Millie tried to free him for a bit and then realised he wasn’t budging so came and got me. His poor arm was swelling out and it didn’t look like we could free it without causing him more pain.
Thankfully a sensible Mum (not me) climbed up on to the slide and rolled his arm upwards or otherwise it would have been a call to the Fire Brigade….