Chicken stress
Another chicken stress-filled night, complete with yet another intruder! Apparently, everything loves eating chicken. This time, it was Mr. Opossum who decided to pay a visit to the coop, sending the chickens into a flutter of panic and stirring Tim from his sleep to investigate. Apparently, the commotion was happening right outside my bedroom window, where Tim was hollering my name, calling for help. Now, to be clear, there are plenty of noises that will wake me immediately: babies crying, someone throwing up, or any other household emergency that requires instant attention. But apparently, Tim yelling my name for help right outside my window does not make that list. He did say he stirred the neighbors, who looked out the window and were chatting... I'm still wondering why they didn't call 911 with someone standing outside in the dark screaming for help?! After several unsuccessful attempts to rouse me, he finally ran upstairs and shook me awake. Not ideal for someone in a ...
