So Francis and his tender heart for animals big and small one day found a nest of baby mice in the shed. He lovely nestled them under the heat lap in the chicken coop.
Needless to say I was HORRIFIED, but didn’t say a word although I am quite sure my face did. I loathe those little vermin and didn’t want them anywhere on the property. I warned him if they get in the house I’d lose my ish, and he’d spend many a countless night hunting his little friends.
But alas, the tender heart put them in the coop. The next morning he was baffled that they were gone.
I know what you’re thinking… that I went out there and disposed of those little devils. Or you are hoping that momma came back and moved them back to their nest. Well, you’d be wrong on both counts.
Pretty sure the chickens gobbled them up. Which is another reason I love chickens.