There are good surprises and not good surprises. Both I have experienced. Thank goodness this was a pleasant suprise!
On Tuesday Morning James came running into the house exclaiming that our chicken had chicks! To this, I was SHOCKED. In order to have baby chickees, there must be a rooster!..Which we just got rid of a few weeks ago.
But sure enough, there were nice little fuzz balls peeping around the yard.
And they are SO cute!!