Raising chickens is fun. Everyone needs something. The small grey chicken that's eating kale from Tom's hand lays blue eggs. Honest. When we were told about the blue eggs, I had my doubts. I've heard of green eggs, but I've never seen one. Blue eggs? Now that's a new one on me.
Look at Sally. She, too, was thrilled to hear the news, but all she had to say was, "Show me the money! I want a new chew toy!"
Note: Sally is my son's new puppy. Normally, she's a spitfire, but I think I bored her with talk about my books. All she wants is a bone.