…if Ruby’s carrying them to the house. “I won’t run, Momma. Can I carry the eggs?” We’ve been through this before. Running to the house with a bucket full of eggs makes for pre-scrambled eggs: dirty-style.
So I let her carry the eggs into the house from the chicken coop this morning.
One egg survived the trip.
But… she didn’t run.
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Hee.
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