Butters new feathers are positively golden colored. I got some pictures -

I don't think she will bring them back, unless the pool level goes right back up where it's safe for the little ones.

This does remind me that in the migration time of spring, a pair of mallard ducks stopped at our little 1/4 acre pond to rest. They swam all around exploring it, and then seemed to take an interest in the floating wooden dock sticking out onto the water. Mrs. Duck flew up onto it, stood on the waterside edge and began preening. Mr. Duck swam back and forth, checking it all out including the tall cattails on either side. Mrs. Duck sat down, put her head around and took a nap. Mr. Duck stopped swimming and settled on the water to the side of the dock, head up, staying very still. I kept checking on them from our house window. After a pretty long time she stood up, and then they both flew off.
It was so nice to watch this. :love
While I really don't want them in my pool I do really appreciate them.
 
Maggie on safari
Maggie is big game hunting. She is determined to score ‘the big five’ (worm, beetle, moth, spider and grub).

Here she is hiding out so she can observe for game.
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Shhh. She may have spotted something.
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Yes. She is locked on her target.
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And with one (not very graceful) leap she has bagged her first trophy.
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Congratulations Maggie ‘Big Game Hunter’!

I love chillin with my chickens! :lau
Yay, Maggie!
 
Well it seems that the stress of something getting into her nest and then having to move her and her remaining eggs has broke Henrietta up. She was fighting to be let out this morning and in doing so broke a couple more of her eggs. I have 7 left. The Incubator has been brought out of storage and the remaining eggs placed in there. It may be futile, but have to try. I do not know what raided her nest yesterday, it could have been anything to be honest but I wish I knew. It happened in the morning, she was not off at 7:30 am when I went out to feed and water everyone. I'm leaning towards maybe a stray dog or a mink. 2 years ago there was a family of black minks that we occasionally saw on the hillside. Whatever it was I'm now on high alert and have the shotgun ready incase it shows back up and goes after my chickens.
 
One of my favourite pictures. This is Notch. For me the picture sums up my vision of chicken keeping. Not a fence in sight and Notch surveying the world from his vantage point on the edge of the jungle. Okay, not quite a proper jungle, but he isn't quite a feral rooster.:)
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