h2g2 The Hitchhiker's Guide to the Galaxy: Earth Edition

Well, the chickens definitely know that food comes from me, especially if I sit on the short wall by the fish pond. I had Frittata on my lap a few times, looking to see if there was anything in my hand, and even Souffle hopped up for the same reason. I have dirty chicken feet tracks on my white skirt It *is* dirt, though, so it should come out easy enough. Souffle's lost a lot of weight--visible skinniness could just be due to the molting, like how a long haired cat or dog shrinks dramatically when wet. However, her keel is very prominent and it almost feels like there's nothing under her feathers. I may end up worming everyone, though I'm waiting to hear some opinions on my chicken forum--almost everyone's combs are paler than when I got them (I just checked photos to see if my gut was right about that), though everyone's eating well and everyone's nice and spunky.

Animals are very good at knowing where their food comes from. The guinea pigs can hear the fridge being opened at 30 paces, and goldfish line up and look out at me when it is coming close to feeding time. Only the tortoise doesn't seem to care.

Goldfish have short intestinal tracks. It doesn't take long for them to be ready for feeding again.

Just passing by Amy. For some reason you weren't showing up on my conversations.

So I have just done a major catch up. And all I want to say, having picked up on your earlier logging and posting problems is that (a) It ain't a competition, and (b) we are all going to cross that line on the thirtieth hand in hand.

Hand in hand? Like the Who's in Whoville on Christmas Day as they sing?