When your wife accepts finally accepts the chickens, has taken ownership, and placed an order for more birds after the first real snowstorm of the season.
Right, it was as useful as a lone comic strip of the comic section in a Sunday paper that have been around for over a century. They were short, potentially possible, but usually a figment of someone’s imagination, but provided a quick smile to someone, and frequently forgotten by Monday morning coffee.
My esteem apologies for wasting a blip of moment in time.
