?Chatting with an old friend? Nice when your friends really listen and don't interrupt! ā¤ļø :gig

Either that, or posing for a billboard ad. Phyllis is really stepping up her modeling campaign: Slogan: Be safe, don't fly alone. Always give your friend the key to your wings if you will be drinking this holiday weekend!
That's funny. šŸ˜†
 
I have never considered a special arrangement for the Polish. They would not get one in the wild so why should I provide one? It's an interesting idea though. šŸ¤”
I donā€™t think that Polish were ever really meant to exist in the ā€œwildā€ šŸ˜‚ we have domesticated and bred them With such lovely, but impractical for survival plumageā€¦ they are meant to be pampered princesses!
 
Breakout!

Well the Rascals broke out of the coop today and into the buffer zone. It is all my fault. My need to spend time with has led me to sit in front of an open door and watch them.

I was doing just that today. I was recording Gucci walking around for everyone to see when Glynda and Lady Featherington got into a dominance battle. This led to Glynda accidentally finding herself outside the coop. Because I was holding my phone I had no had to shush her right back in and she took off. Her running in panic led to Lady Featherington pursuing her as if she was running away.

This is where the video cuts off and I curse. My apologies in advance for those that watch the video


Two pullets were out and on the loose. Gucci stood in the doorway looking out like they had lost their minds.

Which the promptly did.

Glynda ran straight to the corner of the fence behind the nest box and into a corner. Which would have been helpful except someone was standing on the other side of that fence.

For whatever reason Phyllis was standing at the fence and she was initially surprised by the little white pullet that flew up into the fence. That was too much for Phyllis. No one is flying up at Phyllis unchallenged. Phyllis went off; flapping her wings, squawking, fluffing up, and pecking at Glynda.

Confused, Glynda stopped for a moment and I scooped her up. Lady Featherington was a few steps behind and I scooped her up as well. Back into the coop with Gucci they went. The three Rascals ran off into the corner and started chattering away.

Quarantine Implications

It is highly unlikely that anything was exchanged between anyone. The Rascals are healthy so far so that is good. We are 1 week from moving them to the Cluckle Hut today. The list of pathogens to worry about is very short at this point. Iā€™m not too worried about anything passing between them.

Tribal Implications

First and foremost, Phyllis knows they are there now. She apparently told Hattie and Betty because the three of them spent some time at the gate today watching the Rascals. In fact, every time I went out today, Phyllis was staring at them as you can see in this picture.

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I expect that Phyllis will not be welcoming them with open arms.
Bunch of drama queens in the making šŸ„°!
Just be careful, now they know ...they might just try it again!
 
I donā€™t think that Polish were ever really meant to exist in the ā€œwildā€ šŸ˜‚ we have domesticated and bred them With such lovely, but impractical for survival plumageā€¦ they are meant to be pampered princesses!
Yup that's my mare - an Arabian princess, she doesn't do much - she might chip a hoof... šŸ˜

Well I checked the hen cam earlier and were is Curly??

Is she in the nest box? Laying an egg ? Did she fall from the roost?

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