<p align="center"><i><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">A blog by Chicken Wrangler Sara</span></span></span></i></p>
<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">My summer routine has been to get up at 5:00, put on my swimsuit, go to the pool, swim, shower, get dressed, then come home to feed the humans and animals. It has worked pretty well most of the time.</span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">Occasionally I get in the flight path of chickens exiting the coop and end up with chicken footprints on my shirt. </span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">This is not a problem on Monday or Friday when I have no piano students or places to be. However, on Thursdays, I volunteer at a children’s Bible club where we wear a particular shirt. </span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">I've learned that I should wait until just before I leave to put on the shirt to avoid evidence of chickens on it.</span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;"><a href="http://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/apron1.jpg"><img class="alignleft size-full wp-image-3417" alt="apron" src="http://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/apron1.jpg" width="252" height="287" /></a>Another option is to wear an apron over my shirt. I have done this, especially during the school year when I have to go to work in the mornings. I must be careful when choosing my apron, though. The one with red dots on it is particularly attractive to the chickens and the peck at it.</span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">My shoes are another issue. I have a pair of duck shoes that I wear only in the chicken coop. That way whatever gets on them stays outside.  <a href="http://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/muck-shoes1.jpg"><img class="alignright size-medium wp-image-3413" alt="muck shoes" src="http://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/muck-shoes1.jpg?w=300" width="300" height="210" /></a></span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">I had to rename them “muck” shoes because the chickens were offended at the use of the word duck. Besides, “muck” is a polite way to describe what gets on the shoes. </span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">If I am just throwing something to the chickens without actually entering the coop, I wear my sneakers. </span></span></span>

<a href="http://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/tennis-shoes.jpg"><img class="aligncenter size-full wp-image-3414" alt="tennis shoes" src="http://judythewriter.files.wordpress.com/2013/08/tennis-shoes.jpg" width="201" height="146" /></a><span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">I looked down yesterday as I was teaching lessons and found a feather on my sneaker. I guess it had made its way into the back yard, and I had to smile.  </span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">It reminded me of when my children were infants. I didn’t feel fully dressed unless I had a little bit of spit up on my shoulder. </span></span></span>

<span style="font-size:medium;"><span style="color:#000000;"><span style="font-family:Calibri;">Now I am a chicken wrangler, and I’m only dressed when I have feathers on my shoes.</span></span></span>