Alright, alright, I admit it. I'm losing my grip.
I've mentioned Moon before. She not exactly an outcast but she doesn't quite fit. Nobody in Tribe 1 bothers her but she is so obviously different in colour and demeanor.
Moon has decided I'm okay. She turns up often on her own and sits in the armchair napping or watching me go about what I have to do.
Treacle is another one who doesn't quite fit. I've mentioned the prospects of a pairing before.
Today I came over all soft and cuddly and the reason was the sequence of events that the pictures below just don't do justice to.
Moon arrived first. Her brother Tyle brought her to the door and then rejoined Tribe 1. Moon and her sister Tap are having problems picking a nest site. Cillin has had a brief attempt at suggesting suitable spots, but with 5 other more senior and more cooperative hens to look after, Moon has been left to fend for herself to some extent.
Treacle checks on me most days, probably every day but doesn't always find me. He arrived when Moon was here; she had already got into the nest box but was looking hesitant about settling. Most hens here expect a rooster to be there when they first pick a nest site.
Treacle isn't all that well clued up on this new nest business and got underneath the nest box on the floor and made nesting noises and scratching motions which is what a good rooster does when he wants a hen to lay in a particular place. Unfortunately I had left my camera in the car port but Moon ended up peering over the edge of the nest box at where Treacle was crouched. If Moon had got out the probability was she would have wandered off to find somewhere else to lay. I didn't want that. I really like to know where each hen is laying.
I interfered and picked Treacle up and put him where he should have been and that was in the box with Moon. It's not good scratching the floor underneath.
I went and got my camera.
The whole performance was just so sweet. Despite both being in the nest box for over an hour and a half Moon didn't lay an egg. But, she now knows that the box is okay and just maybe she'll get Treacle to accompany her in the future.View attachment 2036990View attachment 2036995View attachment 2037003View attachment 2037004View attachment 2037005View attachment 2037006View attachment 2037007View attachment 2037011
So, so sweet, you match maker!
 
Alright, alright, I admit it. I'm losing my grip.
I've mentioned Moon before. She not exactly an outcast but she doesn't quite fit. Nobody in Tribe 1 bothers her but she is so obviously different in colour and demeanor.
Moon has decided I'm okay. She turns up often on her own and sits in the armchair napping or watching me go about what I have to do.
Treacle is another one who doesn't quite fit. I've mentioned the prospects of a pairing before.
Today I came over all soft and cuddly and the reason was the sequence of events that the pictures below just don't do justice to.
Moon arrived first. Her brother Tyle brought her to the door and then rejoined Tribe 1. Moon and her sister Tap are having problems picking a nest site. Cillin has had a brief attempt at suggesting suitable spots, but with 5 other more senior and more cooperative hens to look after, Moon has been left to fend for herself to some extent.
Treacle checks on me most days, probably every day but doesn't always find me. He arrived when Moon was here; she had already got into the nest box but was looking hesitant about settling. Most hens here expect a rooster to be there when they first pick a nest site.
Treacle isn't all that well clued up on this new nest business and got underneath the nest box on the floor and made nesting noises and scratching motions which is what a good rooster does when he wants a hen to lay in a particular place. Unfortunately I had left my camera in the car port but Moon ended up peering over the edge of the nest box at where Treacle was crouched. If Moon had got out the probability was she would have wandered off to find somewhere else to lay. I didn't want that. I really like to know where each hen is laying.
I interfered and picked Treacle up and put him where he should have been and that was in the box with Moon. It's not good scratching the floor underneath.
I went and got my camera.
The whole performance was just so sweet. Despite both being in the nest box for over an hour and a half Moon didn't lay an egg. But, she now knows that the box is okay and just maybe she'll get Treacle to accompany her in the future.View attachment 2036990View attachment 2036995View attachment 2037003View attachment 2037004View attachment 2037005View attachment 2037006View attachment 2037007View attachment 2037011
So sweet!
 
Alright, alright, I admit it. I'm losing my grip.
I've mentioned Moon before. She not exactly an outcast but she doesn't quite fit. Nobody in Tribe 1 bothers her but she is so obviously different in colour and demeanor.
Moon has decided I'm okay. She turns up often on her own and sits in the armchair napping or watching me go about what I have to do.
Treacle is another one who doesn't quite fit. I've mentioned the prospects of a pairing before.
Today I came over all soft and cuddly and the reason was the sequence of events that the pictures below just don't do justice to.
Moon arrived first. Her brother Tyle brought her to the door and then rejoined Tribe 1. Moon and her sister Tap are having problems picking a nest site. Cillin has had a brief attempt at suggesting suitable spots, but with 5 other more senior and more cooperative hens to look after, Moon has been left to fend for herself to some extent.
Treacle checks on me most days, probably every day but doesn't always find me. He arrived when Moon was here; she had already got into the nest box but was looking hesitant about settling. Most hens here expect a rooster to be there when they first pick a nest site.
Treacle isn't all that well clued up on this new nest business and got underneath the nest box on the floor and made nesting noises and scratching motions which is what a good rooster does when he wants a hen to lay in a particular place. Unfortunately I had left my camera in the car port but Moon ended up peering over the edge of the nest box at where Treacle was crouched. If Moon had got out the probability was she would have wandered off to find somewhere else to lay. I didn't want that. I really like to know where each hen is laying.
I interfered and picked Treacle up and put him where he should have been and that was in the box with Moon. It's not good scratching the floor underneath.
I went and got my camera.
The whole performance was just so sweet. Despite both being in the nest box for over an hour and a half Moon didn't lay an egg. But, she now knows that the box is okay and just maybe she'll get Treacle to accompany her in the future.View attachment 2036990View attachment 2036995View attachment 2037003View attachment 2037004View attachment 2037005View attachment 2037006View attachment 2037007View attachment 2037011

My heart warms at how well you are playing matchmaker. You are an old softie after all! I really hope this works out. :love
 
Alright, alright, I admit it. I'm losing my grip.
I've mentioned Moon before. She not exactly an outcast but she doesn't quite fit. Nobody in Tribe 1 bothers her but she is so obviously different in colour and demeanor.
Moon has decided I'm okay. She turns up often on her own and sits in the armchair napping or watching me go about what I have to do.
Treacle is another one who doesn't quite fit. I've mentioned the prospects of a pairing before.
Today I came over all soft and cuddly and the reason was the sequence of events that the pictures below just don't do justice to.
Moon arrived first. Her brother Tyle brought her to the door and then rejoined Tribe 1. Moon and her sister Tap are having problems picking a nest site. Cillin has had a brief attempt at suggesting suitable spots, but with 5 other more senior and more cooperative hens to look after, Moon has been left to fend for herself to some extent.
Treacle checks on me most days, probably every day but doesn't always find me. He arrived when Moon was here; she had already got into the nest box but was looking hesitant about settling. Most hens here expect a rooster to be there when they first pick a nest site.
Treacle isn't all that well clued up on this new nest business and got underneath the nest box on the floor and made nesting noises and scratching motions which is what a good rooster does when he wants a hen to lay in a particular place. Unfortunately I had left my camera in the car port but Moon ended up peering over the edge of the nest box at where Treacle was crouched. If Moon had got out the probability was she would have wandered off to find somewhere else to lay. I didn't want that. I really like to know where each hen is laying.
I interfered and picked Treacle up and put him where he should have been and that was in the box with Moon. It's not good scratching the floor underneath.
I went and got my camera.
The whole performance was just so sweet. Despite both being in the nest box for over an hour and a half Moon didn't lay an egg. But, she now knows that the box is okay and just maybe she'll get Treacle to accompany her in the future.View attachment 2036990View attachment 2036995View attachment 2037003View attachment 2037004View attachment 2037005View attachment 2037006View attachment 2037007View attachment 2037011

It’s hard to not help. I think you’re doing a great job. 😍
 

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