Sadie and I took our hourly stroll around the yard this morning, stopping to admire the fruit trees Paul just bought (two cherries, a peach, and a Stanley plum, plus two blueberry bushes). Then we got aggressive with Mr. Reeves, who pecked and thrust his claws at us through the chicken wire. Finally, we admired the fully-fledged-for-spring Rama on his perch, and forestalled the tunneling escape of three chubby chickens.
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