A couple of years ago, we bought chickens. The chickens laid eggs everyday. When the chickens quit laying eggs, we had chicken soup and ordered more chickens. We ordered chickens a couple of months ago. Yesterday, Marc told me the chickens would be delivered at 9:00 this morning.
This morning at 1:00, Marc's phone rang. That scared both of us to death. Marc said the chickens were in Santa Ana. I wasn't sure I heard him correctly and thought I might possibly be dreaming. Marc did not get up, therefore, I convinced myself I was dreaming. About 15 minutes later, Marc did get up and I heard him put on his jeans. What seemed like 5 minutes later, Marc was back in bed, and I further convinced myself I was having a really weird dream.
At 6:00, when we both were out of bed and coherent, I asked Marc if someone called at 1:00 and said the chickens were in Santa Ana. Marc said yes. He paused and then added, "I unloaded the new chickens at 1:30 this morning." Welcome to Honduras.
And, he did not remember to get my receipt.
Terri
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How funny we got a call at 6:30 on Thursday morning our chickens were at the post office in Fritch. Guess they do not like to hear the peeping from the baby chicks. we got 25 about 2 day old chickes will be in the egg business again in about 6 months. Love those fresh home grown eggs but 25 for 2 people. I know some kids and grandkids that will enjoy the left over eggs from this casa. linda
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