Okay... it is starting to get dark... time to put the girls away. I call to my 15 year old, 5'9" son to help me. Once all my big girls are safely away in their coop, after a supervised free-range hour, it is time to catch the babies and take them in.
Now, as I am bending down, picking up my sweet little ball of fluff silkie, Emily... I hear my boy scream like a girl, see him jump up and down like a long legged bird, and begin to run across the yard. Completely sure that some huge predator was attacking my son, I drop Emily and run to his aide. I stop dead in my tracks, wide eyed and totally a-gasp... what did I see...
My sweet little black 4 month old silkie roo chasing my son across the yard. Head down, wings back, going just as fast as his little silkie feathered legs could carry him. (I laughed so hard I almost wet myself.)
My son goes tearing into the house with this killer silkie on his heels... slams the door and continues to head to his bedroom screaming.
Now, my sweet little black silkie roo stops running, fluffs himself up, comes over to my feet and asks to be picked up and loved. I pick him up, give him kisses, flip him on his back in my arms and scratch his belly the whole way to his inside cage.
I just don't get it.
D
Now, as I am bending down, picking up my sweet little ball of fluff silkie, Emily... I hear my boy scream like a girl, see him jump up and down like a long legged bird, and begin to run across the yard. Completely sure that some huge predator was attacking my son, I drop Emily and run to his aide. I stop dead in my tracks, wide eyed and totally a-gasp... what did I see...
My sweet little black 4 month old silkie roo chasing my son across the yard. Head down, wings back, going just as fast as his little silkie feathered legs could carry him. (I laughed so hard I almost wet myself.)
My son goes tearing into the house with this killer silkie on his heels... slams the door and continues to head to his bedroom screaming.
Now, my sweet little black silkie roo stops running, fluffs himself up, comes over to my feet and asks to be picked up and loved. I pick him up, give him kisses, flip him on his back in my arms and scratch his belly the whole way to his inside cage.
I just don't get it.
D
