RIP - Hetty Hen

Hetty the Hen, died during the night. Hetty was Kayla's chook. She wasn't looking too good yesterday. She was the meanest girl. She was the one that was always attaching the new chooks. She wasn't a good layer either. But she was Kayla's and poor Kayla is so upset.



Now I'm a real girly girl and don't do yuk things. But I couldn't leave this dead chook in the hen house all day. If you were watching this morning, you would have got a good laugh. So I ring Chris, who is in a meeting. He says, in a very quite voice "Get a garbage bag and put it in there and throw it in the bin" Ewwwwwwwwwwwwwww, deep breath, ok I can do this. I tell Zac, I need him to help. Kayla is in tears - remind me never to let the kids 'have a chook' and name it. Jarred and Kloe just want to see it. I was so thankful it was in one of the boxes. Zac holds the bag and I try to tip it in, so the brick that weighs the box down, stays put. No, everything decided to fall in, box and all. I retrieve the box, the brick can stay in there. I carry a very heavy bag, ewwwwwww, ewwwwww to the bin. Jarred and Kloe are asking a millions questions. I come back around and the back door is open. The other five chooks have decided to move house. All five of them are inside the house. OMG OMG! We spent the next five minutes chasing the chooks through the house.



I can actually laugh about it now. Wasn't doing a lot of laughing this
morning.




My sample pages from the weekends CyberCrop at Diva's

Two more pages accepted by Scrapbooking Memories, in the last few days. I have one in the latest magazine. Titled 'Wish' it is an older one of Kloe blowing bubbles.