We have a visitor

Nutmeg the Chicken-Dog decided to pay us a visit Sunday around noon. We had the front door open to let in the breeze, but since we have no screen door on it (yet), she felt comfortable letting herself in.

First, she relaxed a bit on the recliner. Then, she hung out with Spouse and watched a little television. Some grooming for the road, then she let herself out.

Glad we could make you feel at home, Nutmeg! Come again!

[That is one strange chicken. She fits in quite well with us, methinks.]