We picked up the grandkids Saturday night and took them to the Fireworks Display which they enjoyed very much. Then kept them overnight, and EARLY Sunday morning they decided to go out with Grandma to let the chickens out. Well they must have decided that our chickens were a little too fat for their own good and started chasing them all over the yard. Even their refuge under the pine tree wasn't safe, nor was their pen or chicken coop either.
After repeated requests for them to leave the chickens alone and getting no response, we had to insist when Mr. Rooster (our Barnyard Bully) raced after an unsuspecting Aden and almost attacked her. Luckily he was stopped by Grandma's scream.
So then they had to find other ways to amuse themselves.
Like terrorizing the goldfish pond, by filling it with stones for the fishes, and sticks for Mr. Froggy (who was finally put outside after spending the winter and most of the spring in a terrarium, see earlier post X-mas Frog).
Later Ethan found other ways to amuse himself.
But it just wasn't as much fun, so.....
BACK TO CHASING CHICKENS!!!