Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[BY Bob]

I guess it is time for a Marshmallow update. They are doing marvelous and spend less time with Chiquita. Their primary stomping ground is the backyard. Chiquita never took them out to the front yard and so far they have never been bold enough to venture around the house. They to me are still small, but, I tell myself that is normal they are never going to be big chickens. While they still have their baby cheeps, I look at them now and see a mini comb less leghorn and not a random white chick. Anything they can fly up on, they will and it becomes their playground. The lawnmower and 4-wheeler parked out back are a favorite jungle gym. I can already see how our relationship is going to be and that they will never be lap and cuddle chickens. I am ok with that, I have those already. I can sit close to them, or they will come and gather around me when I sit down. They watch every move I make. Very nosey chicks. They will eat out of my hand as long as I do not try to touch or pick up. I can pet them at night once they are on the roost, no other time. While I am not allowed to touch them, if the mood strikes them they are allowed to touch me. And by that I mean if they want to use me as a spring board to go higher onto something they will. They have watched the other chickens defend the yard against evil trespassers. They now work as a unit to chase off any bird that dares to land around the back steps. These chicks are smart, super smart. I cannot be sad one bit that they are not wanting to be held all the time because I love watching the wheels in their brains turn. I've already been outsmarted when it comes to feeding time. That constant watching of me, they have learned where the feed is stored. They have also learned that when I feed everyone I leave the lid open until I am done. Why should they fight with the mob for those first few bites when all they have to do is wait 3 seconds for me to walk away. Hello entire bag of open feed all to themselves. Little devils. I will say it now while they are still young, if the world is ever taken over by chickens. You can bet there is a leghorn at the top calling all the shots.

You are getting the true picture. They are wonderful chickens and will be a nice change of pace for you. All of these things are what I have experienced with them.

Plus the hole digging. Glynda was living up to her leghorn heritage in the garden the other day. Check out this hole!

 

[featherhead007]

All is well. Fuel is draining and I will dry the tanks, before refueling. Poor Marie, just sitting there in the hanger with nothing to do and nowhere to go (yet) !
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[featherhead007]

You are getting the true picture. They are wonderful chickens and will be a nice change of pace for you. All of these things are what I have experienced with them.

Plus the hole digging. Glynda was living up to her leghorn heritage in the garden the other day. Check out this hole!

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Glynda, that’s a pretty deep hole, you dig?

 

[Ponypoor]

You are getting the true picture. They are wonderful chickens and will be a nice change of pace for you. All of these things are what I have experienced with them.

Plus the hole digging. Glynda was living up to her leghorn heritage in the garden the other day. Check out this hole!

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Wow that's an awesome hole! Sophia must have Leghorn in her - she digs like badger!

How does she stay so clean that's what I want to know

 

[Ponypoor]

Well, I got my phone back - Fluffy decided time to get up and get going.... she did lay a nice egg.

But I am encouraged that they seemed to enjoy listening to the chick sounds (if burying my phone was anything to go by...! need to put tape over the ports tomorrow to keep the shavings out!).

 

[BY Bob]

Danger Danger!

I was out doing chores and all of a sudden the chickens went crazy cackling and calling, I ran to see what was up. Everyone was standing straight upright looking over into the middle paddock, I looked and all I could see was a Crow creating a fuss. A Robin then flew up from the paddock and flew away, but the Crow kept circling and creating a fuss, the chickens also continued with their raucous cackling.

Then up popped a orangy/red head from the dried grass - A FOX! The Crow went mad cackling, the chickens were just freaking out - and I joined into that symphony of cackling, cawing and calling with my own screams - Get Out, Go Away you so-and-so, Get Out Of Here!

The fox, knowing he had been made opted to go away, he darted over into the horses paddock where Lulu added to his hasty departure (good pony!).

Run for the hills! I started to get all the chickens rounded up - not easy as they wanted to stay and watch the crow, who was following the Fox as he went elsewhere; doesn't matter where he went that Crow was making sure everyone knew he was around - good Crow!

Everyone is now inside - and while I am sure that Fox was more interested in hunting mice in the long dead grass in the paddock, I figure why take a risk? Once this round of Evil White Stuff is over I will finish off the Roost Run - get it covered, to prevent aerial predators and keep those they like to fly over the fence, in; and electric fencing on the outside to prevent ground predators.

So scary. You hope he was after mice.

 

[GregnLety]

she may not be beautiful to anyone but us but she is a gentle creature and doesn't make a fuss. Even with her injury she rarely makes a sound.

 

[BY Bob]

Twofers a day late.
Flour and Sugar
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Peanut and Snicker
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Beautiful

 

[BY Bob]

Wow that's an awesome hole! Sophia must have Leghorn in her - she digs like badger!

How does she stay so clean that's what I want to know

White hens are like little miracles. They play in the dirt and still stay bright and white.

 

[BY Bob]

View attachment 3448138she may not be beautiful to anyone but us but she is a gentle creature and doesn't make a fuss. Even with her injury she rarely makes a sound.

Poor baby. for you both.