ALL RIGHTY THEN!
So... Yesterday was MI Chickenstock as everyone knows... Except maybe Gigi and Savannah. Went on over to Delta Mills Park in Lansing. The drive there was uneventful and no wrong turns were made this time. Got there very shortly after 10 am, found my buds and set to work getting the birds and food out of the car and to where it needed to go. Mom2 brought her foul mouthed Dino and that bird was just a riot. Well, I could not let that bird out do me in the fun dept and I made sure to swear more in the first 30 minutes of being there than Dino did the whole time he was there! Why was this? You may ask... Well... Here come the fun part.
Ya'll know I am a big girl...
Chickens are little. Chickens are fast. Scared chickens are fast and pist off.
I brought a beautiful faverolles cockerel to SillyChicken. I brought him in a box. I brough a bit of fencing with step in stakes so he would not be stuck in a box for the whole duration. I set up the staked fence by a tree, not seeing that there was about a 3 inch gap at the bottom that the little bad word could get through, and get through he did. He ran, he ran for a little island of trees. But that wasn't good enough, no. He ran for the stream. The stream that had a few game trails down to the stream, but was wooded on both sides. Poison ivy was abundant. In we went. I went in, Jace went it.
Did I mention that it was hot and humid? Did I mention that I probably should have covered myself from head to toe in deoderant prior to this trip, but didn't?
So, we get the little bad word out of the trees, away from the stream after much cursing and swearing and sweating on my part. Mom2, one of her kids, me, John, I think RaZ, and a few others helped to surround this guy, using the step in fence, and finally caught him. He bit me. He bit my hand, he bit my neck. He drew blood. He was MAD AS HELLO!
And so... I go to put him in his box, but the box upside down so he can still have grass... he get's loose almost immediately, but a young man managed to catch him by diving for him. Hello with that, he was going in a box, with his food and water in the box and hopefully he'll calm down.
Now, while all this was going on, people found it to be very entertaining to watch. I am sure it was.
I managed to not come home with any birds other than the chicks that I was planning to bring home from Robin. I settled those right in with the Jap Bantams that are 2 weeks old now, and the chcks I brought home were just days old. AND they instantly became a pack. No fighting, nothing. Supremely happy with that.
I also have a pic of birds that I see in my future.
I put a barred phoenix and black hen on the raffle table, and Taprocks son was the last to pick. He wanted to buy the birds, but mom said, no... Well, then he turned around and got to pick the birds off the table, I told him, he needed to make sure it was ok with her first. LOL. I am sure she's not happy with me. Oh... poop... LOL He was happy, heck no, He was DELIGHTED. That makes me happy too.
We got home from chickenstock... it was uneventful that trip. BUT my butt was wet when we got back, because the car has no air... Well it does actually, it's the type that's called, roll all the windows down and drive very fast. I got the car unloaded and went to work. I was in the middle of my Saturday route when the check engine light came on. Then a short time later the battery light came on. I quit the route, went to the parts store and they tested the battery, good. Tested the alternator. Dead. SOBBING HECK! Got a new alternator, went home and spent the next 3-4 hours figuring out how to get the old alternator out and the new one in. Didn't get to eat my steak dinner, and was an hour and a half late getting to work at my press job. So, my day that started out at 6 am Saturday morning didn't finish until 8 am Sunday morning.
What did I discover out of that? I am not as young as I used to be. People my age aren't supposed to stay up all night. People my age who do stay up all night for 26 hours are usually on a substance. I think I have more grey hairs.
On another note... I have the loveliest pic for you all.
So... Yesterday was MI Chickenstock as everyone knows... Except maybe Gigi and Savannah. Went on over to Delta Mills Park in Lansing. The drive there was uneventful and no wrong turns were made this time. Got there very shortly after 10 am, found my buds and set to work getting the birds and food out of the car and to where it needed to go. Mom2 brought her foul mouthed Dino and that bird was just a riot. Well, I could not let that bird out do me in the fun dept and I made sure to swear more in the first 30 minutes of being there than Dino did the whole time he was there! Why was this? You may ask... Well... Here come the fun part.
Ya'll know I am a big girl...
Chickens are little. Chickens are fast. Scared chickens are fast and pist off.
I brought a beautiful faverolles cockerel to SillyChicken. I brought him in a box. I brough a bit of fencing with step in stakes so he would not be stuck in a box for the whole duration. I set up the staked fence by a tree, not seeing that there was about a 3 inch gap at the bottom that the little bad word could get through, and get through he did. He ran, he ran for a little island of trees. But that wasn't good enough, no. He ran for the stream. The stream that had a few game trails down to the stream, but was wooded on both sides. Poison ivy was abundant. In we went. I went in, Jace went it.
Did I mention that it was hot and humid? Did I mention that I probably should have covered myself from head to toe in deoderant prior to this trip, but didn't?
So, we get the little bad word out of the trees, away from the stream after much cursing and swearing and sweating on my part. Mom2, one of her kids, me, John, I think RaZ, and a few others helped to surround this guy, using the step in fence, and finally caught him. He bit me. He bit my hand, he bit my neck. He drew blood. He was MAD AS HELLO!
And so... I go to put him in his box, but the box upside down so he can still have grass... he get's loose almost immediately, but a young man managed to catch him by diving for him. Hello with that, he was going in a box, with his food and water in the box and hopefully he'll calm down.
Now, while all this was going on, people found it to be very entertaining to watch. I am sure it was.
I managed to not come home with any birds other than the chicks that I was planning to bring home from Robin. I settled those right in with the Jap Bantams that are 2 weeks old now, and the chcks I brought home were just days old. AND they instantly became a pack. No fighting, nothing. Supremely happy with that.
I also have a pic of birds that I see in my future.
I put a barred phoenix and black hen on the raffle table, and Taprocks son was the last to pick. He wanted to buy the birds, but mom said, no... Well, then he turned around and got to pick the birds off the table, I told him, he needed to make sure it was ok with her first. LOL. I am sure she's not happy with me. Oh... poop... LOL He was happy, heck no, He was DELIGHTED. That makes me happy too.
We got home from chickenstock... it was uneventful that trip. BUT my butt was wet when we got back, because the car has no air... Well it does actually, it's the type that's called, roll all the windows down and drive very fast. I got the car unloaded and went to work. I was in the middle of my Saturday route when the check engine light came on. Then a short time later the battery light came on. I quit the route, went to the parts store and they tested the battery, good. Tested the alternator. Dead. SOBBING HECK! Got a new alternator, went home and spent the next 3-4 hours figuring out how to get the old alternator out and the new one in. Didn't get to eat my steak dinner, and was an hour and a half late getting to work at my press job. So, my day that started out at 6 am Saturday morning didn't finish until 8 am Sunday morning.
What did I discover out of that? I am not as young as I used to be. People my age aren't supposed to stay up all night. People my age who do stay up all night for 26 hours are usually on a substance. I think I have more grey hairs.
On another note... I have the loveliest pic for you all.
