Dharma's Drama and Ponder's Problem update...

[wegotchickens]

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I'm supposing you mean you're going to make Dharma some tea, right?
Because anyone that nestles a sleeping chick in her hands for 20 minutes obviously isn't about to do grievous bodily harm on said chick....

And the chick knows it!

 

[walkswithdog]

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I'm supposing you mean you're going to make Dharma some tea, right?

Because anyone that nestles a sleeping chick in her hands for 20 minutes obviously isn't about to do grievous bodily harm on said chick....

And the chick knows it!

For Pete's SAKE shhhhhhhhhh He'll hear you... I need him to think he's in DIRE and serious peril.

Do you think he'd LIKE tea?!? OMG......... I typed that.

 

[wegotchickens]

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I'm supposing you mean you're going to make Dharma some tea, right?

Because anyone that nestles a sleeping chick in her hands for 20 minutes obviously isn't about to do grievous bodily harm on said chick....

And the chick knows it!

For Pete's SAKE shhhhhhhhhh He'll hear you... I need him to think he's in DIRE and serious peril.

Do you think he'd LIKE tea?!? OMG......... I typed that.

Yes. Especially green tea. He heard it had natural antioxidants for a long and healthy life.

 

[walkswithdog]

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For Pete's SAKE shhhhhhhhhh He'll hear you... I need him to think he's in DIRE and serious peril.

Do you think he'd LIKE tea?!? OMG......... I typed that.

Yes. Especially green tea. He heard it had natural antioxidants for a long and healthy life.

I'll get him tea.... Oleander tea. Some nice jimson weed tea... He could stay out of trouble for just ONE day.
Grumble....

 

[djackjr]

Ok I may get in trouble soon at work, My production level goes way down keeping up with the Dharma Chronicles....

 

[walkswithdog]

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LOL I send all these to Laura and our friends at her work too, so LOTS of people are being somewhat under-productive

Now when I leave the room I leave Tango in front of the brooder. She keeps the other dogs at nose length or further. I have a photo of her "don't touch" face here somewhere. I'll upload it when I do.

He pops out, she'll probably howl bloody murder. She likes things in their places.

 

[walkswithdog]

He lives through another night! Darn. Here's his guardian angel.



Well, last night he might not have made it except for Tango. He decided to roost on the front edge of the draft barrier and stick his head out of the brooder aka crate.

This is NOT a survival trait. Sticking wee fuzzy heads out where they can be mouthed by Giant curious monsters is, well counter to natural selection.

Every other chick in that coop KNOWS better. Darned little idiot. IF it weren't for Tango he'd be a cup of tea right about now.

He does seem to understand his fate is tied to my good will. In a disgusting attempt to cull favor he leaps onto my hands every time I open the brooder door. That, or he has some sort of death wish. I can't reach into the brooder without wearing either him, or Pax or both. He's an evil influence. He's probably possessed.

Perhaps I should build a small pyre out of matchsticks and purge the world of the wee demon. That makes more sense, than waiting around to see what he does next...

Sigh...

 

[djackjr]

Silly bird.....tricks are for kids...Think Dharma forgot that one....

 

[Bandana]

It's a wonder he finds time to eat and drink! How do they DO that?

 

[walkswithdog]

He's the DEVIL. I was warned he would lead them. I was warned that once a trouble maker, always a trouble maker! He has led the great chick escape of 2008! The little monster.

All was peaceful. All seemingly well in the tiny house in the Tennessee woods. When the absence of the dogs on the couch was noticed as I came from the ... john, to put it bluntly. This does not bode well. There are ALWAYS dogs on the couch. There is not much that is good that would attract the notice of all the dogs. Peeping can be heard from the kitchen, yet it did not smack of panic.

I find the dogs... all perched at the kitchen entrance enthralled by the vast parade of chicks, marching fairly steadily from the brooder end of the kitchen... toward them...

In the lead of this mad rush toward smooshing if nothing else is of course, on Spotted HEAD Nutbrain, Dharma, blithely leading the unsuspecting horde straight toward a meeting with my pack of eight dogs.

Admittedly, the latch on the brooder/crate must have been loose, and they were headed for the way I had just gone, but PLEASE they're all of 12 days old and should have some kind of need to stay close to that brooder!

Thus began a far sadder and more hilarious thing. The great chick roundup in the largest room in my house. I know the dogs found the whole thing hilarious and enthralling. I found herding 25 chicks, several of whom now have minds of their own, fairly insanely frustrating. That and if you open the door to put more in, Dharma and at least three already in there POP OUT.

At no point does it occur to Dharma that I do not want company. That 12 day old chicks should stay in the heated room and off the cold tile. That chickens, the size of sauce pans, should avoid angering the people who control the heat on the stove! Or that marching up to a pack of eight dogs, more than willing to PLAY with him, might not be a survival trait?!?

Do they make straight jackets for chicks and is anyone willing to sell me some Holy Water? That might help.

I'm gonna bungee his legs together. Slow the little sucker down.