That's because I didn't post the news. As you may have noticed, posting to the world is not one of my strong suits. But sincere thanks to all of you for your kindness. ❤I must have missed that Ginger passed, I’m sorry to hear
Thanks!I’m sorry about Ginger. Hugs!
It is hard getting over the loss of one of these feathered friends. I can’t get over how they worm their way into our hearts.
So true.It is hard getting over the loss of one of these feathered friends. I can’t get over how they worm their way into our hearts.
When Cashew raised chicks, she brought them to my lap!I used to get that a lot. Mum would bring the chicks round. I'm sure she said "this is bucket boy and if you get lost or I die find him." The mums were not the slightest bit interested in being petted or picked up but they were quite happy to let me handle their chicks; unless of course the chick got upset. In that case I got a very irrate mum intent on digging whatever she could into whatever she could.I've had some nasty scratches and bits of flesh dug out by irrate mums.
You should see what happens when someone steps to one of my babiesI used to get that a lot. Mum would bring the chicks round. I'm sure she said "this is bucket boy and if you get lost or I die find him." The mums were not the slightest bit interested in being petted or picked up but they were quite happy to let me handle their chicks; unless of course the chick got upset. In that case I got a very irrate mum intent on digging whatever she could into whatever she could.
