I'm home, tucked into my own comfortable bed, meds are inside me and my cat is purring by my head. All chickens survived my care and my sister was pleased with how things went. That's about as good as can be hoped for.

I am so tired and hope I can get to sleep really early since I have therapy tomorrow and my nieces are coming up so I'll be gone all day.

So, so glad to be here where I belong instead of chasing chickens around a pen feeling mean.