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dlinkie@optonline.net's avatar

All the best Danny. You’ve become my inspiration for intereacting with grandkids by drawing, writing,and prompting.

Claudia Ryan's avatar

Happy Belated Birthday Danny ! And many more ! That was hilarious, thanks for the laughs🐔🎂

Dalynn Sours's avatar

Happy birthday! I pray you keep hatching ideas for a good long time!!

Susan Miller's avatar

Well don’t wish for chickens. Happy Danny Day.

Karen Murray-Alspach's avatar

Hope your birthday was joyous and also hilarious. Have fun, Danny!

Ed McKeogh's avatar

Belated birthday greetings! I hope you enjoyed many happy returns of the day!

Kristin Davenport's avatar

Happy Belated Birthday! I hope you had a great one yesterday!

Karen Pancoast's avatar

I grew up picking eggs from two chicken houses that held 250 chickens and one rooster each. We never washed the eggs either and they stayed fine. I wish for you many years of happy memories of all the stories you have told and shared.

Marilyn Matthews's avatar

Happy Birthday Hugs, Danny! Your chicken metaphor is hilarious! Love you!

Rebecca Fabos's avatar

Happy Birthday, Danny. My wish for you is that the darn rooster doesn't peck you today or from this day forward. Yes, it's a misnomer that roosters crow at dawn. They crow any time they feel like it and it's usually 3 or 4 am.

Today's essay felt like you, too, were racing around the yard, going from subject to subject, but, in the end, fulfilling the objective of the essay: to entertain and inform. I loved it.

Mariia Bykova's avatar

Very happy birthday! Thank you for your endless inspiration and kindness!

JaneeB's avatar

Happy Birthday!🎈 Thanks for all the eggs!

Bev Baird's avatar

Happy birthday! May you celebrate many, many more and hatch many, many more ideas and books. Loved this. Having had 20 chickens at one time decades ago (altho never had a rooster), your delightful piece reminded me of the joys and trials of chickens. Getting pecked trying to grab a hen, chasing chickens around they yard when they dug (yes they did!) under the fence and escaped, enjoying those eggs every morning and in cakes. Worse tho - cleaning out the henhouse - ugh.

The Curious Nomad's avatar

While on a summer petsit I had a tortoise who dug under the fence to escape. Alerted neighbours, walked the dogs over the fields backing on to the garden, but no sign of him. The next spring my friend walked a different route around the woods due to flooding and there he was on the path in front of her. He had survived all winter in the cold, wet woods.