While we were gone for the week, we did find out that one of the chickens had died. We don't know what happen to her, but she had been broody so I wonder if she wasn't eating or drinking enough. A friend came to bury her because I didn't want the pet sitters to have to deal with that part of the job.
When we got home there was a bag at our door with some homemade cookies and salsa inside and a journal that the pet sitters had made. It was a mom and her two school-aged kids and the journal made me laugh, especially the pictures, so I wanted to share it.
