What do you complain about the most?
I try not to complain, but I do it. Someone who has to live with me might have a different answer, but my assertion is that I complain most about the dogs barking and running outside at the slightest noise when I’m trying to watch television. It is so loud. At least now that we stream, it’s possible to pause.
Okay, I asked Lee and he said I complain most about the new occupant of the White House. He claims he complains most about the same guy I complain about, and also the death of customer service. I like that answer.
What I can’t complain about is Connie Gobbler. She’s all grown up now, I guess, because she laid her first egg today! And it does look like it has the measles!
Of course I sent a picture to Heather, who gave her to me, and to her namesake, Connie. The egg is no bigger than Cindy-Cathy’s eggs, but future eggs should be bigger.
I’m not complaining about the weather, either. We got an inch of rain, and I can tell the ponds are more full. We still need more, though.
Discover more from The Hermits' Rest
Subscribe to get the latest posts sent to your email.
The Hermits' Rest 
Hurray! An egg from Connie! Did she lay it in a proper nest box? I saw a later blog before this one, and was afraid I’d missed a picture of sweet Connie’s egg, so am especially excited to see it now!
Barbara
LikeLiked by 1 person
She has a nest on the ground since she can’t fly (too heavy).
LikeLike