Chicken TV has healing powers...

Our daughter has croup. She's spent the last 3 days miserable in bed. I made her get up and get dressed yesterday so we could go to the doctor. When we got home for the evening, I pulled up my favorite outdoor chair, a Tiffany blue mid century cutie, for some quality chicken TV. Lu curled up on my lap while we watched the chickens discover that their coop door was open. As they clucked around in the yard, Lu got up and started slowing following them around the yard until Barry stood still long enough to be caught. This was seriously the first smile I'd seen all day...

And of course, my favorite chair:

P.S. Chicken TV is best watched on a warm spring evening with a full glass of wine...