Our Simple Life: rooster sparred the ax

Wednesday, July 15, 2009

Aprons, Aprons Everywhere!

Good Thursday to everyone!!

Today I am following a theme at The Apron Goddesses for Aprons, Aprons Everywhere. Thus, here are some pictures of ME in my apron and MY FAVORITE ROOSTER: Mr. D (or Rooster D as Ella calls him).

Me and my Nemesis...

Yes you all are laughing about now since this is the rooster who spurred me unmercifully a few weeks ago. You see we are having a truce for a few minutes so he can be my prop. See, we can be friends for the sake of a photo shoot!

This apron was a gift from Cynthia at the Cupcake Provocateur! She clued in on the fact we had chickens and thought I would like this particular pattern. The roosters and eggs instantly were appealing to me! She is one smart cookie...or should I say cupcake?

I will keep my disdain for the enemy in check for the moment. You see, I am hiding his rear end since he is bald back there. I am thinking in a few long months he will have a glorious tail to show. Or at least I hope. With no more feather plucking hens he should grow something.

I have some news about our chickens that may come as no surprise. All the foul fowl are in the deep freeze except for Mr. D. If you care for the carnage you can check it out at Suzi's blog HERE. Warning, the graphic details of dead chickens may horrify you.

Mr D. was sparred the ax for some reason or another. Maybe it was the shrieking fits of hysteria from Suzi's middle son, Trevor. Maybe it was my appreciation of this rooster's warrior attitude. Maybe Mr. D is a ninja. Maybe it was just plain guilt... I will feign love for Mr. D right now. He needs it after the trauma of seeing his flock decimated before his very eyes. Oh the horror!

But regardless, Mr. D will live to see the new chickens that will arrive this Saturday. I CAN'T WAIT!!! They have feathers!!!!

Ella, not wanting to be left out, had to get her apron on and join in the fun. Please forgive her bad case of bed head. Sometimes she won't be groomed...