They are terrible gossips! The neighbours have no secrets!And the way they rat on each other is really quite awful. For the Aussies: You're terrible, Muriel; about sums it up!
Oh, gosh. I hope you don't have someone secreting eggs with designs to sit!
I can just imagine the gossip going on between them, sharing stories of their respective domestic lives and b*tching about the husbands to one another!!They may look that way, but that isn't how they are.Hurry is one of Cillins hens and Moon is Treacles. I was surprised to find they'll share a nest box.
They had one attempt before I confined them to the coop and porch so they didn't get trampled. I released them again on Tuesday. So Tuesday, Wednesday, and they did it themselves on Thursday night.
That's very cool. I had a Lucky in my original flock when I was very young. It was my brother's hen. I thought it was time for another.
They just want to torture me some days. I swear.
That's what they would do when I helped them. They would run right in. I just put them on top the ramp and then they would go join her.
No. They are usually along the edge and I can reach out and pick them out of the water. I think I used the leaf skimmer once when a hen was just out of reach.I'm assuming you have a pool scoop to scoop leaves, feathers....and entire chickens out of the pool Bob? You don't jump in after them do you?
I would like to see double spurs. I'm trying to picture that.
O gosh. I am not looking forward to this. I used to have such nice orderly hens.Welcome to the club! “Hey, get out from under that rock! & Not there.... that’s Danger Bear territory!” Oh, she’s taking off in a totally weird direction, I should follow. Sure enough, there’s yesterday’s egg is in a pile of split rail fencing. To say nothing of the awesome spot by my old trailer Deep Cycle Batteries.
