What a wonderful bathing spot!Now in attempting to gather twofer pictures I was hanging out and getting some good videos of dust bathing, watching the flock, the different Tribes, and Roosters interacting… and it occurred to me that poor Trouble hasn’t had the chance to really get a good dust bath in over a month now. So I went to fetch her and had her in my arms when I spotted a certain goat (Jimmy) trying to eat the plastic cover from the greenhouse poles in the bathtub in the yard (yeah I’m slowly getting the house together, it’s just a little tossed all over my yard, it’s fine) so I rush over, put Trouble down in the yard in front of my trailer and go to move the mischievous Goatling. I was mid move when the jerks spotted her. Turns out she can’t walk but she can run just fine. She sprinted all the way to the garbage cans, hormonal jerk in hot pursuit, being chased by the funny rooster screaming threats of punting at him.
She took shelter between the feed cans, he hopped on, and a second or two later got swatted off of her, none too softly. I carried her over to the far waterer, where we were joined by meatball one and meatball two, before going over to the favourite dust bathing spot. After several minutes of the human rooster clearly settling down to supervise, Sammy and Dean both moved off to other pursuits with their own tribes and I was left in Charge of the bathing and watching Spike, Elios, Baldy, the Jerk guy, and a bunch of hens. The tribe/Flock dynamics are interesting. Trouble got some more enrichment and I took a good while to just sit with the birds on a little branch. The geese and seven goslings came by for a visit. And now I’m just waiting on DH to come back from the store and mail run (four hours later…) so we can walk the goats.
Sitting with the chickens before Sammy and Dean leave me in charge: