I've been letting the hens out of their coop during the day lately. I'd forgotten just how much I enjoy them. I love their excited noises when they find a bug to eat, and the satisfaction they get from a good dust bath in the sun. So far Huck has only chased them once. He still shows too much interest, but he knows they're mine so I'm really hoping he'll keep his instincts at bay.
Speaking of Huckleberry. I do love that pup. His eyes! His goofiness! His cute fluffiness! I can't even tell you how much that pup has stolen my heart.
I think he has an old deer bone he's breaking apart. He finds the best treasures.