Dolly

Dolly left the coop yesterday, and our hearts feel strangely egg-shaped

Dolly left the coop yesterday, and our hearts feel strangely egg-shaped. That's the kind of cluck-tastic honesty we live for around here. We know that feeling, when a feathered friend marches off on their own adventure, leaving you with a weird mix of pride and panic. It's not easy being a chicken parent, especially when your heart suddenly resembles breakfast. If you're missing Dolly and need a distraction, you might enjoy the tale of Munchkin claiming the dishwasher throne and supervising the whole wash cycle. Sometimes the best way to heal is to laugh at another bird's bossy antics. Here's to our feathered friends, whether they're roaming free or ruling the kitchen.