the chicken or the egg?
When you have given an answer to that age-old riddle, Dear Reader, perhaps you could tell His Majesty (aka Husband of Mine) where this lovely little guinea fowl originated. The HM was completely surprised by her sudden appearance, and delights in the fact that she's taken up residence with his feathered friends who've clucked around the chicken yard for years.
He has no idea from whence the guinea fowl came, and got no answer from the neighbors whom he asked.
She is loud! She talks a lot!
But, HM has taken her under his wing (so to speak), given her the name Sheryl, and takes great care to make her feel welcome.
(Between you and me, Reader Dear, I have a feeling that Sheryl came from an egg, but what do I know? [And it's true, of course, she had to come here first before there could be any guinea fowl eggs for the HM to find])
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1 comment:
Sheryl and Pawson, my lands!
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