I got two Polish chicks this spring. I was thinking white eggs would be a nice change, and the kids might enjoy them. We haven't gotten to eggs yet, but my daughters LOVE them.
My girls are often carrying these birds around the yard. I've been telling them, "make sure you bring them back up near the coop." Well, today I forgot to mention that to my three year old, and she left them over by the swing set, probably around six. Now, the swing set is WITHIN SIGHT of the coop. It's about 200 yards away, but you can see the coop clearly.
So it starts getting dark around 8:30 and I go to shut up the birds. I count them, as always, and the two poofy heads (our affectionate nickname for the Polish) are missing. Sigh.
Guess where they were? Over by the swing set. Roosting in the cattle panel fence. Silly poofy heads couldn't figure out how to get home!
I carried them back, and when we got to the coop they got so excited, wiggling and flapping, and bounded onto the roost. They sat there chirping happily, like "Oooooo my coop! I missed you!"
Foolish poofy heads!
My girls are often carrying these birds around the yard. I've been telling them, "make sure you bring them back up near the coop." Well, today I forgot to mention that to my three year old, and she left them over by the swing set, probably around six. Now, the swing set is WITHIN SIGHT of the coop. It's about 200 yards away, but you can see the coop clearly.
So it starts getting dark around 8:30 and I go to shut up the birds. I count them, as always, and the two poofy heads (our affectionate nickname for the Polish) are missing. Sigh.
Guess where they were? Over by the swing set. Roosting in the cattle panel fence. Silly poofy heads couldn't figure out how to get home!
I carried them back, and when we got to the coop they got so excited, wiggling and flapping, and bounded onto the roost. They sat there chirping happily, like "Oooooo my coop! I missed you!"
Foolish poofy heads!
