Murder in the Chicken Coop

You may recall from prior posts that I get my eggs from a local dealer (read: friend). The conditions that commercial chickens are kept in are terrible, so I do my best to avoid buying eggs from a grocery store. Even if they say "cage free," you just can't be sure what that means. Luckily, I have several local friends that raise free-roaming, sun-loving, spoiled chickens and I get my eggs from them.

Unfortunately, my main hookup called to tell me that it looked like a cat or coyote had gotten into her coop. Chickens started disappearing until there was only one left. Poor chicken. Can you imagine watching your friends disappear night after night until it's just you? Then you hear a rustling in the shadows... it comes closer... closer...

My friend tried to barricade the coop but wasn't sure how the whatever it was was getting in. She thinks she's got it figured out now. Unfortunately, it was too late for the last chicken. 

My friend ordered new chickens and they came in the mail last week. (How wild is that?) It will take a few months before they're grown enough to start producing so I guess I'm off of eggs for awhile. 

Who knew life in the great Madison wilderness was so fraught with danger? 

Cheers,

Dena

 

Oh, Were There Other People At the Race?

Ahem. Thought I might peek out from behind the wall of self-involvement that is my life and offer a shout-out of congratulations to a few friends who nailed the 5K on Saturday.

Barefoot Josh, after coming off one of the hardest marathons in the country and a half-marathon following that, laid down the law at Saturday's race and ran an 18:56. For those of you who run, you get it. For those who don't, this is in the "Holy Crap Batman!" category of awe. Also some great pictures of the race on his site. 

Iris also set a PR and can no longer claim to be a back-of-the-pack runner. She keeps setting PR's right and left and is getting faster at every race. 

Lots of Blueliners at Saturday's race. I believe Will, Bobby and Michael all set PR's as well. Not sure if my friend Marty set a PR, but he ran a good race. Likewise, my neighbor Royce who is recovering from knee surgery beat his stated goal by 5 minutes. 

And there were several kids out there who killed it. I passed a nine-year-old at the first mile marker and I had to up my tempo to do it. I love their energy!

So apologizes for not offering kudos to all my wonderful running friends in my first post. As always, each and every one of you inspire me in different ways. 

Cheers,

Dena