Mostly about my backyard chickens. (Boring, I know), but there are a lot of us out here. Mine are only kept as pampered pets. I could eat a neighbor's chicken, but not MINE. There may be a comment on current events only if I get riled up enough. And there will always be a cartoon or a joke to cheer us. I promise to try my very best to respond to comments. Now I have to figure out how this blogger thingy works....
At risk of waxing pedantic, Gene Autry, also sang the Rudolph the red nosed reindeer song. A Christmas classic. It originated as an ad for Sears and Roebuck. I sometimes wonder what happened to Robuck?
Good one Chickenmom. Very clever. :)
ReplyDeleteHey Terry, Happy Pagan Solstice and Estrogen overload.
DeleteYes, what granny said!
DeleteJust couldn't resist that one! :o)
DeleteAt risk of waxing pedantic, Gene Autry, also sang the Rudolph the red nosed reindeer song. A Christmas classic. It originated as an ad for Sears and Roebuck. I sometimes wonder what happened to Robuck?
ReplyDeleteLoved Gene (And Champion!) Mr. Sears is on the way out, too... :o(
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