"Yes, this really is where I want to sleep!"
On Sunday evening, just before dusk, I heard thumping on the porch. As I went to look out the door, there was additional thumping. Above is where I found Louise, looking at me as if to say she were settled for the night, right where she wanted to be. "No chicken tossing."
As I turned to go inside, I saw Pepper jumping up on the banister that descends as the steps do. She landed, yelped, and soon she was sliding. She slid sideways down the banister/rail, wings frantically flapping the whole way. It was over soon but was quite impressive while she was in motion. Funny Pepper.
I lured them to their pen and shut the door. Chicken wrangling at dark is not my favorite thing to do.The iron railing looks rustier than it is!
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How are your hens doing? Acting up? Rebelling? Doing funny things?
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Louise looks quite content there! lol
ReplyDeleteI lured her to her pen with a plate of oatmeal with lots of salt, olive oil, and crushed egg shells. She was contently eating when I left. Yes, she would be content to sleep there every night. But, raccoons are still about. I thought you might have a chicken story...lol.
ReplyDeleteMy hens are doing fine(my vintage tea towels have chicken pictures on them)
ReplyDeletewimmera,
ReplyDeleteYour chickens are on the tea towels? Funny. So, I guess you never have to put them to bed in their pen. I wish I could find chicken things I like and can afford. If they are affordable, I don't want them. If I love them, then I cannot afford them. Some day....
elderly lady gave me ,there were still in the original box never used(20 tea towels)Pure linen made in Romania.
ReplyDeleteMaybe 30-40 years old.
Wimmera,
ReplyDeleteThose are a real treasure!