All I can say is I wish you were all here for dinner.
I don't know if it is because I am so hungry, or if this beef is just that good.
I had to work til 8:45. Got home at 9:45 (yuk) and I was starving.
I didn't feel like cooking anything complicated. So I decided on burgers. Not the kind on the grill...that would have taken too much time getting the charcoal ready. The fried in the pan kind. With a slice of cheese on top. Not served on a bun but with a bed of brown rice and soy sauce. Holy Cow I wish you were here!
This is the next to the last package of Rehoboth Ranch meat. Time to place an order.
Now on to the wings.....
When I left for work I peeked out back and what did I see? My beautiful white chicken walking around the back yard trying to figure out how to get back in the hen house. Well I knew she needed her family and there was no way this old girl is up to chasing a young chicken around so I simply opened the hen house. Stud Muffin came running out, went straight to her...scolding her madly for being such a wild woman and then his growls instantly turned to coooing as he found her some tiny greens growing in front of the hen house.
Her sisters came running out right after trying to find out what the hoopla was all about. So you know what time it is....time to clip the wings.
ha ha....you thought I meant the eatin kind didn't ya???
Anyway, just before I cooked dinner I got my gear together. Flash light...check Candy Striped scissors that I got from Pea in Peggy's stocking swap this Christmas....check
I went to the hen house and found everybody safe and sound...shut the door front and back cause it was down right chilly. Then I turned off the hen house light. Turned on the flash light and hid it under the nest boxes. Stud Muffin began to softly growl at me. A tiny mousie ran from his hiding place under the nests and down his hole. I started with my white beauty and softly picked them up one by one. They hardly made a noise...just a slightly offended sound at being picked up in their sleep...then little sleepy sounds as I carefully spread out one wing and clipped the flight feathers. Just one wing remember. If you cut both they can still fly.
The last one was fat lazy (smart) Oreo...who had decided to sleep in the nest box on top of her egg....hmmmm...I will have to watch that. Then I gathered my one egg....turned the light back on and left. My job was done without so much as a squak; Stud Muffin however crowed twice as I walked away...then he realized it was too early to wake up the sun and went back to sleep.
Cool night. The house is mine but dirty. Not sure if I have enough energy to wash dishes and clean the living room. When I came home there were newspapers scattered all over the floor. They had been stacked neatly when I left and I wondered what had happened.
About half way through dinner Flash came tearing into the kitchen with his ears back, his tail poofed and his "I am the lion king" look on his face. He reversed and tore into the living room (scattering the newspapers) up on to the couch, along the back, down my recliner and back down the hall....question answered.
Have a blessed day