We got in our BUTTER today! It came all the way from Ireland. Isn't that too cool?
So now, once we eat it, "We'll be speakin' in Irish Brogue".
I love irish-y things. And I like butter.
Mr. Bingley got himself trapped inside our electric poultry fencing today. Let's just say he didn't like it.
Or the zapping that followed. Poor baby. So I rescued him, and then gave him a bone.
From then on he was fine. :-)
~~Lizzy♥
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