
Happy Harvest Blog

When all the snow melts and you're the wrong colour
I feel conspicuous. Low profile, low profileI'll just make a run for it. The weasel has on his snow-white suit and is caught out in the melt. The house chicken was the first to spot him through the window. Laser-focused. High alert! He's very prominent, dashing around, but is as perky and bouncy as ever. It's hard to keep a weasel down. He was bounding between piles of sticks, under the house, into the woodshed. Weasels are super cute until they have the blood of your chickens dripping from their fangs.
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