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Splat wasn't top roo in the bachelor pen, so he is probably used to keeping his head low.
Awww poor red - he can't win for trying, can he? I've found that the bantam cochin roos think they are just as big as the BIG roos, and fight accordingly
and usually end up the worse side of it.
It's like Chuck Norris beating up on a muppet. The muppet may put up a good front, but he won't win
The hens I got from Shelley were all perching in the nest boxes tonight when I went out to turn off lights. Speckles wanted them up on the perch with him, but they were just enjoying the new hay. I think they are happy to only have ONE roo to deal with
, poor girls were out-numbered at Shelley's house, I think.
Shelley, why doesn't your dad butcher some of those extra roos? He probably doesn't need that many. Heck, he likes fresh chicken, too. I'm surprised he hasn't grabbed one or two for Sunday dinner.
The buttons are moving out a bit more - after the trauma of moving to my house, they slept all day in a pile behind the skull in the tank (yeah, I have a big screaming skull in there for them to hide behind
I'll take pics tomorrow). They came out tonight to get drinks, but haven't tried the food yet - I imagine tomorrow morning they'll be hungry enough to try it.
Well, I dozed off in a chair again earlier, so I think I ought to just go to bed. I wish hubby wouldn't let me do that
- I always end up with a stiff neck.
meri
Awww poor red - he can't win for trying, can he? I've found that the bantam cochin roos think they are just as big as the BIG roos, and fight accordingly
It's like Chuck Norris beating up on a muppet. The muppet may put up a good front, but he won't win
The hens I got from Shelley were all perching in the nest boxes tonight when I went out to turn off lights. Speckles wanted them up on the perch with him, but they were just enjoying the new hay. I think they are happy to only have ONE roo to deal with
Shelley, why doesn't your dad butcher some of those extra roos? He probably doesn't need that many. Heck, he likes fresh chicken, too. I'm surprised he hasn't grabbed one or two for Sunday dinner.
The buttons are moving out a bit more - after the trauma of moving to my house, they slept all day in a pile behind the skull in the tank (yeah, I have a big screaming skull in there for them to hide behind
Well, I dozed off in a chair again earlier, so I think I ought to just go to bed. I wish hubby wouldn't let me do that
meri
