The rain drizzles onto my shoulders and I turn around as quickly as I can, back into the safety of the garage. I reach into the green bucket, trying to grab a bright red umbrella to shield the rain from me. Being able to twirl it around is just a perk, I think giddily as I splash water all over. My loyal companion, Lucy, walks with me on all fours as she enjoys the rain just as much as me.
I walk out to the coop and let out my birds, only to have them stop halfway out of the coop to dig for bugs in the mud. I laugh, thinking how dirty my all white chicken will be by the end of the day. I continue my mission through the rain of getting at least one egg for my mother who is baking cupcakes. I don’t walk back into the house empty handed (thankfully) after I was told “not to come back in until they squeezed one out,”. I was slightly disturbed, but listened anyway. I return to the kitchen with nine eggs, all ready to be washed.