I am sorry because I am sure that was all very distressing for everyone (except I suppose the mouse that was past that stage), but this post just made me laugh out loud.
Mine seem to be going off mouse steak again as I saw that one of last night's victims was still lying there where Maggie had left it after pecking it to death (I didn't tell her the trap killed it first).
Diana seems to want to swallow them whole but Maggie pecks them.
My sense though is too much of a good thing and all that, they are definitely getting bored with mice.
Steak every day! How boring :lol:

Oh no I basically think it was hilarious, at least now, and that's why I told the story....I should have put in some goofy emojis....I am laughing at myself for being so obviously stupid with everything I did (is there a "doh!" emojji?), but the chickens are resilient, no lasting harm done, and I'm sure they haven't given it another thought.

Today their challenge was whether they would walk 24 inches over thin but packed wet icy snow to get to some scratch on it that they usually go insane for. It was sunny, not much breeze, and almost 40 F, what's not a chicken to like about that? The icy wet snow of course...They moaned this hoarse "wanting" sound, and I called them and encouraged them, but only one would come out.

While she pecked away at her reward I brought a handful over to the others perched on the door jamb watching. Gave them a few pecks and then held my hand just out of reach, and tried to get them to step away from their nice soft dry leaves and pine needles and chips. No luck. It is positively a spa in there compared to outside some days and I hardly blame them.....They stretched forward as far as they could without tipping off, almost tipped off but caught themselves and would not step on to it. One decided it was hopeless and not worth it and walked away. But then came back, still dubious. The other two kept trying to balance and stretch out. Then I went back to the first hen and tidbitted with the bits of scratch on the snow, she taking bits from my hand in between pecking around on the ground. Still no luck with the others.

A little breeze came up and the first hen decided the run was a much better place, and ran inside. I gathered the bits of scratch left, brought it inside onto the leaves and eventually laid out their afternoon scratch bar (the log) which they all happily went after. All's well that ends well. Also, all things come to those who wait?
 
In SA we've been lucky and socialising was never completely off the table. I haven't had to give up weekly beach walks with my friend, but we stay an arm's length apart just in case. But for a few months, we couldn't go to the cinema. For a short while, we couldn't be in each others' homes. When the schools were shut, it was hard for parents with full time work commitments to teach and care for their kids at the same time. But otherwise it's been ok in SA.
Some people I know of just wont go out at all and haven't been out for months.
I don't want to make light of the virus; it's a very unpleasant bug.
I don't want to be indentified with the nutters and conspiracy theorist either.
Somewhere there is a middle rational path.
 
Some people I know of just wont go out at all and haven't been out for months.
I don't want to make light of the virus; it's a very unpleasant bug.
I don't want to be indentified with the nutters and conspiracy theorist either.
Somewhere there is a middle rational path.
That's very sad.

Extreme choices in either direction rarely work out for the best.
 
Mass Extinction

If all goes as planned, a meteor has just struck the Yucatan peninsula of Le Rat's world.

As always, I had an audience.
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The master entry was uncovered and all others were plugged.

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Cardboard was put in place to protect the vinyl shed and 5 lbs of dry ice meteor deployed.
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The dry ice was covered up. Nowhere but down for the CO2 to go.
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Bye bye Le Rat and your little rat friends. I am sorry to have met you.
 
Mass Extinction

If all goes as planned, a meteor has just struck the Yucatan peninsula of Le Rat's world.

As always, I had an audience.
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The master entry was uncovered and all others were plugged.

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Cardboard was put in place to protect the vinyl shed and 5 lbs of dry ice meteor deployed.
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The dry ice was covered up. Nowhere but down for the CO2 to go.
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Bye bye Le Rat and your little rat friends. I am sorry to have met you.

Story time!!!

I worked in Urology, we would get medication shipped and packaged with dry ice. We usually would dump the dry ice in the "dirty" sink (used to clean instruments and such) to melt away. One day the lab tech wasn't looking and dumped about 300ml of saline in the sink over the dry ice. Of course it steamed up and she panicked, and ran hot water thinking it would melt. It did not. All the pipes were frozen and the room(closet) was just full of vapor. I had to go in and pull out as much as I could using a pail and dumped it outside. Needless to say we had a "protocol" put into place on the proper disposal of dry ice after that.
 
Story time!!!

I worked in Urology, we would get medication shipped and packaged with dry ice. We usually would dump the dry ice in the "dirty" sink (used to clean instruments and such) to melt away. One day the lab tech wasn't looking and dumped about 300ml of saline in the sink over the dry ice. Of course it steamed up and she panicked, and ran hot water thinking it would melt. It did not. All the pipes were frozen and the room(closet) was just full of vapor. I had to go in and pull out as much as I could using a pail and dumped it outside. Needless to say we had a "protocol" put into place on the proper disposal of dry ice after that.
I bet that was an experience!
 

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