My chixx get treats scattered about their yards and in open feeders twice a day. That makes Finally Farm a gold mine for the avian world. And recently, huge flocks of 2 or 3 varieties have flown in and around, moving en masse. It's an amazing sight to see (and hear) them settling to the ground or whooshing off in a dark cloud. Usually, Jack ignores them; but he felt compelled to chase them as they rose to the skies this morning. He ran, woofing furiously...what a brave dog.
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| Jack sleeping at extreme right. |
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| Don't let me catch you back in these parts either! |
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| These trees gave me a shiver until... |
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| ...I turned and saw this! |







