Correct Again

Correct again. As usual. Those chickens are not nearly as stupid as they make out. Waited until He took a break from digging and went to look at His apricot tree, then sneaked over and started to pull out all the onions He had planted. This time He bellowed rather than the blackbird and positively hurled a bucket at them. Good aim (which makes Myself wonder if the worm yesterday wasn't definitely intended to land on My head) and caught one of them squarely on the rear. They rushed back and hid in their pen and He swore. Loudly. Not only will He have to replant half the baby onions but the bucket had been full of weeds which were now scattered far and wide.