Whilst I was feeding out breakfast I noticed Walter the rooster was MIA . I called him and looked all round the rivers edge, no sign of him. Walter is the little guy that I saved as a chick, he hatched early and hadn't absorbed his yolk. I went back over with some plums , apples and silver beet and I heard a crow from the back of the hay shed. I had to pull down 20 bales of hay only to find him standing there looking at me as if to say , " you took your time" . All the while I was muttering under my breath , " how many times am I going to have to save you Walter." I'd say he has been wedged in there all night , he is happily calling his girls in for plums now. And I need a change of clothes cause these ones are full of hay.
This is Walter , as you can see he has always been a ' sticky beak ' .
You always take the most stunning pics fancy