Good Morning Happy Chicken People!
Despite my telling myself that this time around I wasn't having any pet poultry, one teenage Welsummer (one of Jim Heinz) has decided she is my best friend. While everyone else heads to the ground for the morning scratch, she gets up on the perches and gets as close as she can to where I am, begging. She wants hand feeding, and petting, and being held. All these Wellies, and it has to be this one...a banded one. Sigh. I don't want any pet birds. That was the hardest part about the MG outbreak last year; putting down pets and babies. No pet birds!
But she says otherwise.
Despite my telling myself that this time around I wasn't having any pet poultry, one teenage Welsummer (one of Jim Heinz) has decided she is my best friend. While everyone else heads to the ground for the morning scratch, she gets up on the perches and gets as close as she can to where I am, begging. She wants hand feeding, and petting, and being held. All these Wellies, and it has to be this one...a banded one. Sigh. I don't want any pet birds. That was the hardest part about the MG outbreak last year; putting down pets and babies. No pet birds!
But she says otherwise.