Friday, April 29, 2005
I woke up cold at 4 a.m.
The cover was at the foot of the bed, and on my way back down I made the mistake of thinking about chickens.
Last night another hen was missing, this time a Buff Orpington.
I started thinking about the phrase cooped up, and wondered how hot they'd get if I just left them in there all day.
My sinus headache and I kept silent vigil until the alarm went off at 5:20.