Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[MaryJanet]

Caught and Trapped

One Wednesday afternoon at Fluffy Butt Acres

Sansa: Here come the big one again. Watch out it doesn’t step on you!

Sydney: It’s not going to step on us. You are so dramatic.

Phyllis: I’m going to sneak out that door this time. You just watch. I’m lightening fast!

Sansa: RUN! It’s opening the door!

Phyllis: See you 2 later, I’m going out! Whoa! Is that a hand! It’s coming at me! Look out girls I’m coming through. That hand is not getting me.

Sydney: OK, everyone just calm down. It’s sitting in it’s chair. No worries about anyone getting stepped on now. And LOOK! It brought that coffee cup with the fish on it. That means blueberries.

Sansa: Blueberries! Get out of my way! I’m number 1 around here.

Sydney: to herself She is so rude, UGH!

Phyllis: Blueberries where? I can’t see! Someone tell me where they are!

Sydney: Phyllis they are that big hand that just scared you so bad.

Phyllis: What big hand? Where?

Sansa: These are so good. Too bad you two can’t get any of them. It is great to be the Queen.

Sydney: You’re a pig. Why won’t you share? Give me that!

Sansa: You are just too slow. Muhahaha! They are all mine.

Phyllis: Where are the blueberries?

Sydney: That’s funny there is no blueberry in the hand this time.

Sansa: Get back they are all mine. ACK! It’s grabbed me! Help! Help! Help!

Phyllis: What is she yelling about?

Sydney: That big hand has her. Stand back it might come for us too.

Sansa: Help! It’s killing me! FLAP FLAP I can’t get loose. Help!

Sydney: Check it out Phyllis, that’s a blueberry in the other hand. Should I take it?

Phyllis: Where? If you don’t I will. Where is it?

Sydney: Got it! Delicious.

Phyllis: Oooo! There’s one on the ground. Yummy.

Sydney: Another in the hand. I got it. You take the ones on the ground Phyllis. I’ll eat the ones I the hand.

Phyllis: Nom Nom Nom, Deal!

Sansa: I am your Queen! Save me! Ack! I………can’t………wiggle……..loose. I’m Dying! Help me!

Sydney: to Phyllis Don’t help her. We are finally getting some of these blueberries.

Phyllis: to Sydney Help who? Is someone in trouble? These blueberries are delicious.

A few minutes pass.......

Sansa: I’m loose, I’m loose. Your Queen defeated the big hand! All without your help. I will remember that.

Sydney: You defeated nothing, it put you down once the blueberries were gone.

Phyllis: You were caught? How did I miss that?

Sansa: to Phyllis You are impossible. How can you be so unaware? UGH! [PECK]

Phyllis: Ouch! What did I do?

Sydney: Don’t worry Phyllis, she is just mad we finally got some of the blueberries

Phyllis: They are delicious. I hope it comes back again tomorrow with more.

This is fantastic! What a great way to kick off a Friday! Thank you!!!

 

[MaryJanet]

Pro tree hugging training.
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The trees are very lucky.

 

[Shadrach]

Knock soaking up a few rays while the chicks forage.

 

[Cheryl W]

Oops... apparently I started a post about cats earlier, but never finished.

My neighbor has a bunch of outdoor cats who are arou d when the chickens are out. They pretty much get out of the way when one of the girls approaches.

I have 4 cats that have been dumped near our farm in the last few months. None of them ever bother my free range chickens. One did look at the chickens once probably wondering what they were

 

[BY Bob]

Pro tree hugging training.
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That is a real pro there! Tiny branch.

 

[BY Bob]

This is fantastic! What a great way to kick off a Friday! Thank you!!!

I knew you would appreciate it over all others!

 

[micstrachan]

Pro tree hugging training.
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Haha!

 

[BY Bob]

Roosting Time Reveals Phyllis' Intelligence Again

Everybody successfully roosted tonight. I was very proud.

They did however give me a heart attack (not an actual heart attack). When I went out to check on them I could not find Phyllis. She was not on the roost with the other 2. I was frantic. I could not find her anywhere in the run. Not on the chair or Maleficent's roosting bar or the roof of the prefab coop.

Now the prefab has 2 roosts. One outside in the old run area. The other is in the enclosed coop area.

The temperature is dropping tonight. The wind chill will be 18°F (-7.7°C). The roost in the run is exposed to the wind. Obviously the one in the coop is not.

Phyllis was roosted in the coop. Snug and safe. I swear Sansa was shivering when I moved her into the coop area. Sydney followed and I slipped the door shut.

If only they would listen to Phyllis the Smart.

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

I’m probably going to need a reminder, but late summer/early fall, I’ll have to hang out down by the pit some and see if they get used to me enough to get some video/pictures of them for you all.

You could build a "hide" down there soon (in all your free time, ha!) to make it easier to watch them.

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

My cats aren’t fans of my chickens... probably because I keep letting them in their “house”. Bullet seemed ok with Mr Eyebrows for the first couple days, but once he started crowing again that was that... now she gets this look of utter disgust every time I bring anyone in. Charlie is also not thrilled with them. He was interested at first, but a few good pecks from Hoppy taught him who was the “alpha” animal pretty quickly. Now he subscribes to the ignorance is bliss method of dealing with feathered incursions. As in “if I ignore them, I can happy”. I just can’t see either of my cats being a threat, but that’s probably just mine...

My birds seem to know where the threat lies. Kirby got schooled early by the BRs but I wouldn't trust him around Lottie. Marlow just doesn't care ~ & the chickens don't alarm for him. They do for Kirby.

Our cats are indoor girls, except occasionally when they come out with one of the humans.

Our Cornish Rex, Lacey, has been out while the chooks were free ranging and was cautiously curious. She didn't get too close as the chooks are mostly bigger than her.

The dogs however have been put in their place by Pepper, the youngest chook. She has nipped their noses and tails and flown at them if they get too close.