Well, I'm all a fluster after the comments about The Kiwi from yesterday's post! Actually, I'm not quite sure this is the type of blog that my anonymous commenter is looking for. This is strictly Doris Day land where nothing seedy takes place. Plenty of love in the air but that's about it I'm afraid. Anyway, more about my man. He's working hard today finishing off the "stately home" for the chooks. They're in there now inspecting his workmanship. I've been painting and he's been concreting, now he's building them a new sun terrace. Photos will be on here tomorrow to show off his work but he's a bit camera shy himself so don't bank on a personal Kiwi appearance. In fact, he's decided to take a back seat for a while so we can concentrate on the brood. Sorry if that disappoints but it is all about them after all.
On that note I think the garlic bread dash took it out of Our Doris the other day. Last night she slept in a nesting box, didn't even make it onto the poop deck let alone the perch with the others. She's been wheezing a bit today but still first up to be fed so at least that's a good sign.
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