The deputy checked for a pulse. Curtis was alive, but only barely, and an ambulance was summoned to the scene. “The ambulance is on its way,” he said to Doc, “either put him down, or we need him moved into a pen to keep everybody safe.” Avery huddled […]
She knew Doc Weber worried way too much about her and her bull. But when Doc returned to her house to warn her about some dude in a grey car with Arkansas plates parked on the road outside, Avery was well and truly spooked. Was it Curtis? Possibly. Probably. Avery’s heart raced […]
Avery’s new best friends were Google, the vet, and the feed store. Between them all, Avery had somehow managed to nurse Baby from a 90-pound weakling calf, through a case of the scours, past his bucket-calf days and on to life as a healthy bovine. Avery’s first trip to the […]
Avery Jackson wiped the dust from her dashboard and settled the sunglasses back on her nose. It was almost gone now, faded from deep purple through every stage of blue, and now was a smudge of yellowish green bleeding into her cheekbone. She and L’Oreal had done their best, yet still it […]
So at approximately 2 a.m. this morning, I encountered seven more reasons to despise foxes, and one very good reason to despise myself. That was when I was jolted out of a dead sleep by the sound of a raid on one of my chick enclosures. Our window […]
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Mother Hen Diaries 