There has always been a tiny corner of my mom's heart where animals have a home. I'm not 100 percent sure but I don't think there have been many times in her life when she hasn't has some kind of creature to call her own.
Joey and I spent a little time this morning visiting the hens we took to the farm earlier this summer and got one last glimpse of the turkeys before they make their way to mom's freezer.
I may have gotten a little poop on my shoes but it was worth it to see them both enjoying a visit with feathered friends. I don't spend early as much time down there as I would like.
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