Sundays are the best. Especially when the weather is perfect and a train rolls by just slow enough to beat in a race. We got to hear funny stories from our neighbor & previous owner about Penny the chicken. How she would run to greet him in the morning and lay an egg on a chair next to him. And how she would jump in the pool when he went swimming. Hilarious! We are used to meanie chickens over here, no wonder she’s been following me around I think she just wants be friends.