I heard the truck pull up and heard the footsteps come up our driveway. I looked out the window and saw a man whose expression said he definitely was not happy. I was alone except for Bonnie. Roland had taken Jenna and a friend to Roseburg for the youth stake activity.
I
opened the door and cautiously peered my face around the deck. It turned out to be the couple from behind
us. She said that Penelope had fallen
out from the fence that they had put up (I would think a repair is now in order?)
Penelope appears to be three times larger than she was in this picture:
Our neighbors had a large carrier with them to put her in.
They climbed the hill and got her.
I was in awe watching them. They
both wore flip-flop type sandals – not the appropriate hill climbing shoe. I forgot to ask them if they are getting
enough eggs for themselves. I will have
either Jenna or Roland ask next time one of them climbs the hill. I am glad that Penelope chose our yard to escape to as the neighbors west of us probably would not have allowed them in their yard.
After they had returned to their house, I saw them hammering reinforcers into the ground. Now if they could just get a reinforcement for their chickens.
