July 16, 2007

• Once upon a time, Susan had herself a passle of chickens. They lived happily in a semi-free range set up involving 'chicken tractors'. Well, some of the chickens went to live in Susan's freezer. The few remaining hens were left to live a life of grain and bugs and fresh water. And they were allowed to wander freely on 20+ acres. Until they sensed that the neighbor (4 acres) had landscaped around her built in pool. This excited the hens and they felt that they must scratch and dig at the neighbors efforts. While Susan slept as she worked nights. The neighbors lived out of state during the week. On the weekend they came back to the neighborhood. The woman became (understandibly) angry with Susan's freerange hens and Susan herself. Susan made ammends by providing replacement mulch and a plant or two. And also selling off her precious free range hens. Thereby giving up her supply of fresh free-range eggs.
  
  Oh, and this was several years ago. This past weekend Susan found out that the woman tells other people about this. Susan thought that it was between them and since making fair reparations it was resolved between them. Well, apparently not. Neighbor woman has been nicknamed Running mouth bitch.
  

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