More proof Penguin is a Belly Button.
I took "treats" out for the turkeys, it is a little early but we are going shopping.
The chickens saw me grab the treats so they decided to follow too. Meaning I had to chase the chickens out of the turkey pen, while keeping the turkeys in. A big PITA!
Vlad a little red chicken refused to leave, I had to lure her out. After about 5 minutes of confusion I had them where they belonged and locked the gate. I turned around, and there was Penguin in the chicken pen! I decided to just go carry him to the turkey pen. Penguin as a typical belly button does not like to be caught.
I tried to chase him into a corner and wrap my arms around him. He did not go along with this plan. He would fight, fly an run to another corner. He was squawking like he was hurt. He wasn't. Blackie the rooster that Penguin is always picking on and chasing heard Penguin crying and saw me chasing penguin.
Blackie decided this was his chance to get a few licks on Penguin. So now I have a turkey that doesn't want to be caught, fighting me, a rooster that wants to gore the crap out of Penguin fighting in the corner. I finally got Penguin held to the ground and picked Penguin up.
This was not good enough for Blackie, like a kid that has been bullied too long he was going to get a few more good hits in. I am trying to lift and carry Penguin, Blackie is jumping and flying at him. I carried Penguin out of the chicken pen, Blackie right along side me, puffing his chest like he has done a marvelous feat of strength and bravery.
It was a mess. BUT I got Penguin thrown into the right pen, Blackie went home with a little more bounce in his step, I was beat and needed a drink...