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we searched and searched for billina. seemed our free range chicken felt her freedom and took to the range. i gathered all the other girls (and porkchop, the rooster) back into the coop so i could focus on finding billina. she's a favorite around these here parts and we would have had three very sad teary girls come home from nature studies to find their sweetie gone'a missin'. eric hobbled (on a bum knee) up and down the highway just outside our place looking for some sign of scratching or pecking.

i hoped i could call to my man and say i found her. sure enough, i found the little mother clucker hunkered down in a redwood ring nestled snug as a bug laying an egg. phew!