Don’t blink

I got a frantic call from my friend this afternoon saying that two of my chickens were down – they looked like they were on death’s door. She couldn’t understand what could have happened to them, they were fine that morning. I rushed out to the alleyway where her trailer is to see her staring at the two birds down on their sides, eyes closed enjoying the afternoon sun. I busted up laughing. When I explained to her that they were just lounging in the sun she became furious. How could they trick her like that!

They certainly played chicken with her and won. lol

The picture is from a couple years ago

Into the abyss

It’s a dark tale of chaos – lives shattered, fowl betrayal and a nasty stink in the air.

No it’s just my backyard – a skunk has taken up residence under our shed and has been eating our eggs. Found the brooding hens nest under the trailer and ate ten of the eighteen! We had to remove the remaining eggs and now the hens are in an uproar. I’m just hoping we can trap the thing without loosing anymore eggs or a chicken. Not getting sprayed would be good too.

Pavlov’s chicken?

In case you don’t remember who Pavlov is – he discovered that dogs will salivate conditionally to a bell.

One of my chickens- Blue likes to come o my back door and peak at it till I come out and say hi. Druid has become very jealous of my attention towards her and now whenever he hears her knocking turns into a big whining baby – jumps in my lap to snuggle and refuses to move!

This, of course, upsets Blue cause I’ve not come out to greet her and she starts squawking her head off – which causes Druid to wallow more. Bwahahaha!

Told you

As I mentioned before the leprechauns like to mess with me and as today was the 18th I was prepared but my husband was not- don’t think he really believed, until today.

The tv remote went missing and I watched him tare the couches apart trying to find it (I’m lame right now after bashing my knee). After talking about my luck and vacuuming the torn apart furniture I decided to rearrange the cushions just for good measure- lifted up the seat and the remote was there! My husband started freaking out. lol

How I bashed my knee- Hickory likes to round up our chickens and when they don’t mind her she starts to nip at their tails. They didn’t need to be rounded up since they were all coming to me for treats and I was defending my flock- I chased the dog away and forgot about the facet spigot that sticks out of the ground. Bash. Bang. On the ground – and the chickens just flocked around wanting treats while I lay curled up in a ball of pain. At least they didn’t peak me while I was down. lol