Day 639: SIX HUNDRED AND THIRTY NINE? Can you believe it??!!

I never thought I'd keep it up. I didn't keep up the "totting up my receipts and working out egg costs" as that was just too shocking (but I think I've stashed the receipts in a tin, just in case I get the urge to update a very-out-of-date spreadsheet!). But I did keep up this blog (and a few others as well now hehe) AND I'm still weighing the (golden!) eggs LOL

Anyway, it struck me today... 2 years ago, I knew diddly squat about chickens and now I know a little bit so I can tell a sick hen just by looking at her, which I couldn't do 18 months ago :o( So I guess I should be saying...

MY NAME'S CLUCKING NORA AND I'M A HEHAHOLIC!
Need proof? OK...

• When I've been out chatting to the girls, I come back in and the first thing I do is wash my hands... so sometimes, I was my hands BEFORE I nip to the loo, as well as after!!!
• Rubber gloves are a standard item on my grocery shopping list.
• I have found run clips in my dressing gown pocket.
• And straw in my slippers AND my turnups (turn UPS not turnips!) AND my work shoes!

I'm sure there are more where they came from :o)

The girls are doing well, they've just squabbled over mashed potato and a baked potato skin. I **know** I shouldn't be giving them treats and I **KNOW** they should only have their layers pellets. So I made them a bowl of pellet porridge with extra calcium sprinkles, to make up for the naughty treats ;o)

Aww but they loved the mash - they even got out of bed for it hehe the daft monkeys.