Good morning! We’ve been off the front pasture for a few days, so we should have tasty new grass and clover:
Tiger and Tyrus are waiting for their turn at the latest toy, a green laser pointer. Greg looks mesmerized!
Smudge is playing Goldilocks: “This nesting box is too hard!”
“This nesting box smells so bad, I’m not even going in!” 
“But this nesting box is “just right!”
Finally, as you know, the hens lay eggs here, there, and everywhere. But here’s a new hiding place, on the far side of the feed cabinet:
They were cold, so they may not have been fresh, so the chickens got them.
Yummy-yum!
Lucky Tom! He got one all to himself! 🐓