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Why aren’t those chickens laying any eggs?

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Are the days too short?

Are the days too short?

Is it the weather?

Is it the weather?

Nope - somebody's been a'snackin!

Nope – somebody’s been a’snackin!

The Martin House – Haunted by the Ghost of a tiny Gardener!

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eek!

eek!

Only a ghost could do that..

Only a ghost could do that..

Impossible

Impossible

Shit! Let's get outta here.

Shit! Let’s get outta here.

The eyes follow you

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Meanwhile in London, far away from the Apothecary Shed, we found this lesbian petting art in the The Tramshed men’s room.

No, the women’s room did not have gay petting. We looked. But there was a cow in a tank with a chicken on its back (by Damian Hirst).

This is not the cow you're looking for.

This is not the cow you’re looking for.

Death from Above

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Great horned owl reigns death from above on the poor unsuspecting (but properly paranoid) chickens. Two disappeared. This is the one we found.

Poor chicken never suspected a thing.

Poor chicken never suspected a thing.

Apparently owls are zombies.  Must have brains.  (Insert through neck.)

Apparently owls are zombies. Must have brains. (Insert through neck.)

Aftermath.

Aftermath.

One Big EGG

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BAWK!

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Jack wins science fair with chicken project.

BAWK! HAWK!