i frickin love chickens there’s just so many of them
i mean first off you got your standard chickens
you got your rhode island red
you’ve got your buff orpington
you got your barred plymouth rock
i mean and then it just takes off
there’s tumblr’s favorite, the silkie
belgian bearded d’anvers???? bearded????????
frizzle chickens?????? how did this happen
GOD BLESS GALLUS GALLUS DOMESTICUS
Well I was gonna reward myself with twdg after finishing grandma’s apron, but storms cropped up and i had to unplug the computer it’s installed on.
Now it’s not even raining. Just thundering like no tomorrow.
'where is the pen i was using like 3 seconds ago' an autobiography i'll never write because i keep losing the pen i was using like 3 seconds ago.
I’m a teenager why does my back hurt I’m not 70 years old
*Mom voice* it’s that damn computer again
so… do I play twdg or do i finish sewing those apron i cut out last night?