Yesterday,
Marrow decided that it would be really fun to catch a chicken. To get to them, he jumped the flimsy 3' chicken wire fence twice, and then, as a last ditch effort to secure a hen, he jumped out the window. The chickens were frazzled, but alive, and no one appears to be injured.
...except me that is.
Knowing that, without enough exercise, I have a tendency to be destructive, I decided to take Marrow for his first official run. Not unlike my first bike ride, there was a skinned knee and a few shed tears involved.
