Last weekend, C-dub and I planted seeds and strawberries plants in our outside planters. We bought soil and carefully filled up each container, daintily placing our seeds in each one. While we were doing this, our pet rooster Zeke, was standing guard and eyeballing us, trying to figure out what the heck the stupid humans were doing in his yard.

Once we were finished, we watered and called it a day. The kids and I talked later that night about how much fun it would be to watch our seeds turn into plants and eventually something on our dinner table. Life was good and we hit the sheets.

The next morning, I looked out at our planters and saw quite a mess. Evidently Zeke and his girlfriends had figured out what we were doing and had proceeded to dig up all the seeds we had planted. They left us empty shells, spilled dirt, chicken tracks, and lots of poop. I was initially irritated but later realized I should have thought about how smart these little rats with wings can be - especially with gourmet seeds. And, I should have caught on when Zeke began parading his lady friends by to see what we were doing. He had been planning this thievery all day long.

Although we lost our first batch of seeds, I went ahead and planted another batch of seeds again, yesterday. This time, I took the proper precautions and placed barriers around my pots. Unless the chickens suddenly develop opposable things, I think my plants will be safe.