Here I go again. I lost another of my sweet chickie girls. Haley was more of a pet chicken than the rest. She knew her name and would come when called. She even liked to be picked up and held. If the car doors were open she got in. Same with the golf cart. Sad to say that's how she died. Jack was driving the cart down to the coop. The girls were running along side when all of a sudden Haley darted in front. NO more naming the birds.
I'll get the next stitch-a-long up this week. This will be a June/July design.