Nose for Gold

Sep
13


I put some empty bags of feed in this trash bag then sat down for a minute before carrying the bag down to the trash can. The chickens didn’t waste a second trying to break in to Fort Knox. I think they could sniff a crumb of feed through fifty feet of cement!


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Posted by Suzanne McMinn on September 13, 2012  

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  1. 9-13
    7:10
    am

    Even the cat was afraid some treasure would be missed by not participating in this treasure hunt.

    :hungry:

  2. 9-13
    8:25
    am

    Thank you for the good belly laugh this morning, I really needed that! The chickens knew that the bag had emerged from behind the “Great Red Door to Food Mecca” and probably thought that their prayers at the door had finally been answered.

  3. 9-13
    3:54
    pm

    Quick, call the DEA! Enroll them in a class for drug-sniffing hens.

  4. 9-14
    12:33
    am

    One of these chickens is not like the others, one of these chickens just doesn’t belong… :pawprint:

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