We’re virtually self sufficient

Meet Henrietta, Harriet, Chucky and, um, Sarah. All named by my 4 year old. My 2 year old says they’re just called “chickens”, quite obviously.

They’re very charming, remarkably chatty and they poo an awful lot, but they have just given us our very first egg so they can do what they like.

The dog wants to eat them, the cats want to taunt them and I was just relieved they were still here when I woke up this morning.