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Dirty Rotten Scoundrel


Last updated 6/14/2017 at 9:27pm

Janet Huntington

The proof was puddled in the straw. A carefully cracked shell held a smear of yolk and glistened with sticky albumen. Something was getting into my eggs.

Whatever it was had just been here, in broad daylight, stealing my breakfast. Dang it. I knew I'd been short changed on my eggs lately, but I didn't know if the girls were getting ready to molt, or go broody. There had never been evidence as clear as this.

We have five dogs, count 'em, five charging, barking, snarling, guarding dogs. I'll admit, four of them are small. You can pile three of them together, put the fat Chihuahua on top, and...

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