Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[BY Bob]

When I grow up I want to be like Phyllis. Maybe if I try really hard I will grow a top-not and be beautiful and elegant like her.
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You don't have to have a top knot to be beautiful and elegant like Phyllis. That is all in how you carry yourself and deal with others.

 

[BY Bob]

Tribe 1 minus Moon who is laying an egg in my house, and Fudge, who is sitting on eggs in the tribe coop.
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Fast bird is looking very good. I take it her eye is all better now. Just a beautiful flock.

 

[BY Bob]

Hope everyone is having a happy 4th. Dealt with a killer migraine this afternoon, but after it passed went out to collect eggs and found this. Holly's first egg!!
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I just love 1st eggs. Congratulations!

 

[BY Bob]

Here are the newbies.. Trump and his little gals.. out and about! And checking out the broodies View attachment 2227308View attachment 2227310View attachment 2227312View attachment 2227314View attachment 2227315View attachment 2227316View attachment 2227317View attachment 2227319View attachment 2227320View attachment 2227321

My gosh they have grown up fast. So adorable!

 

[BY Bob]

Sansa vs Sydney

Sansa's abuse of Sydney is reaching new heights becoming almost non stop. Sydney does not fight back. She just runs away. It seems that unless Sansa is otherwise occupied she is targeting Sydney's back. I've seen her running all the way across the yard to get at her. This incites Sydney to run and causes confusion in the chicks as their mom shoots away.

Last night Sansa would not let Sydney and the chicks into the coop. Now Sydney has enough trouble getting the two of them into the coop to have Sansa chasing and scattering everyone. After running them off twice, Sansa decided to stand guard over the entrance.

That was enough for me. Lord knows I try to let them figure everything out for themselves. Last night I got involved. I went over scooped Sansa up. We had a little conversation about going too far. I put her back on the porch, a small pat on the bum and told her to go to bed.

Did she listen?

Nope.

She went into the coop to fill me but came back out again.

Not my first rodeo, I was waiting.

She got to the end of to porch again and pulled up short when she saw me.

"Go to bed Sansa"

"Bawk. Baaawwwwk"

"Go to bed" "You've done enough"

"Bawk" "Bawk" Bakaawwk"

"No, I said go to bed"

****pat pat ****

"SQUAWK!!!"

"Now go to bed!"

The pat on the bum did it. She turned around and went into the coop but did not roost. She stood just inside the coop door waiting. I looked into the door.

"Go to bed"

She started pacing.

"Go to bed"

Pacing, pacing

"Go to bed"

Flap, flap, flap

Finally!

I let Sydney know the coast is clear and left them to finish the process themselves.

 

[RoyalChick]

You don't have to have a top knot to be beautiful and elegant like Phyllis. That is all in how you carry yourself and deal with others.

I will try and explain that to Dotty, but I think she has a teenage crush on Phyllis. Dotty’s ‘do’ gets more outlandish every day.
Will try and get some shots of her this morning when I am done fending off the Princesses who are determined to help me build the damn step. Honestly it is one step forward and then two steps back with them.
I may have to lock them out in the run for a couple of hours so I can make some progress.

 

[HappyClucker7]

Sansa vs Sydney

Sansa's abuse of Sydney is reaching new heights becoming almost non stop. Sydney does not fight back. She just runs away. It seems that unless Sansa is otherwise occupied she is targeting Sydney's back. I've seen her running all the way across the yard to get at her. This incites Sydney to run and causes confusion in the chicks as their mom shoots away.

Last night Sansa would not let Sydney and the chicks into the coop. Now Sydney has enough trouble getting the two of them into the coop to have Sansa chasing and scattering everyone. After running them off twice, Sansa decided to stand guard over the entrance.

That was enough for me. Lord knows I try to let them figure everything out for themselves. Last night I got involved. I went over scooped Sansa up. We had a little conversation about going too far. I put her back on the porch, a small pat on the bum and told her to go to bed.

Did she listen?

Nope.

She went into the coop to fill me but came back out again.

Not my first rodeo, I was waiting.

She got to the end of to porch again and pulled up short when she saw me.

"Go to bed Sansa"

"Bawk. Baaawwwwk"

"Go to bed" "You've done enough"

"Bawk" "Bawk" Bakaawwk"

"No, I said go to bed"

****pat pat ****

"SQUAWK!!!"

"Now go to bed!"

The pat on the bum did it. She turned around and went into the coop but did not roost. She stood just inside the coop door waiting. I looked into the door.

"Go to bed"

She started pacing.

"Go to bed"

Pacing, pacing

"Go to bed"

Flap, flap, flap

Finally!

I let Sydney know the coast is clear and left them to finish the process themselves.

You could try separating Sansa for a few days, and then returning her to the flock. This helped me when I had aggression issues.

 

[WhoDatChick]

You could try separating Sansa for a few days, and then returning her to the flock. This helped me when I had aggression issues.

Yes... this!

 

[BY Bob]

93°F and Climbing

It is simply smoking hot here. I have deployed every waterer I have and the girls are free to find the coolest spots they can. I'll run the sprinkler again in a bit.

 

[BY Bob]

HAWK!

A hawk just flew diagonal across my yard at roof height. Right over the magnolia tree where everyone is dug into the ground. Thank the lord it is so hot out today. They are all hidden from sight!