Len's nephew, Connor, spent Saturday night with Len and Lizzy in a tent in our back yard. They did fine, but Lizzy threw up sometime in the night. I stayed in the house, because why would you sleep on the ground if you have a bed?
The wee dog in the background is Len's sister Amy's dog. Muffin.
We have a boy toy for the chickens now. He attacked Connor, but the hens seem to like him.
Lizzy in the wilds of our back yard.
Doesn't she look concerned? She probably just wants something. She's sweet that way.