Office Work, Part Deux: Professional Mayhen

[Orchid]

I don't keep water inside the coop, so I used a heated dog bowl this winter. Worked like a charm. I love those things.

 

[ChickenAlgebra]

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That would mean I would have to convince the chickens that the white stuff covering the ground is not evil horrid stuff that they can't get within 6 feet of.

 

[Orchid]

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That would mean I would have to convince the chickens that the white stuff covering the ground is not evil horrid stuff that they can't get within 6 feet of.

DH covered the run in plastic. Mine feel the same way about snow! Although, we got 4" last Friday night and they did spend part of Saturday and Sunday out free ranging in the yard and pasture. I think they are as fed up with snow as we are.

 

[ChickenAlgebra]

Either too many chickens/guineas/ducks/etc to cover the pens or too much snow for the covers to work. Sigh. The kids spent a LOT of time inside grumbling about that icky white stuff.

But despite the white stuff just being cold, but not painful if it hits you, I could not convince the chickens to go INSIDE during the hail that was quarter sized. Dumb birds. The GUINEAS who are known for being excessively stupid RAN inside as soon as the hail started, screaming the danger alert at that stuff hitting them. The chickens refused.

 

[LarryPQ]

Dear MIL,

I can't hear hear when you when you make those horrible chirruping noises in your fake baby-doll voice. You KNOW I am deaf in the one ear, and that my range of hearing is limited when it comes to the human voice.

Whispering "Hi Sweetie!" (like Mahodri on Outsourced) is not going to get you a good morning.

Also: people, husband, dogs, kids, and chickens are constantly clamoring for my attention. Add in the noise of the washer, the dishwasher, the chickens, the wild ratbirds, the neighbors' chickens, the freeway, the TV the DH left on, the dogs, and the noise of whatever I am doing is making---and I tend to tune out. SO, if you want my attention-- darn say my name. Don't call me sweetie, or honey, or dear, or any other condecending sweet-tooth name you pull out of your arsehole. Laree isn't gonna get my attention either, so suck it up and say LARISSA.

Finally, if I don't respond fast enough, I probably didn't hear you. Don't get all butt-hurt and scoot off in a huff. I won't know why you are mad, and at this point, I don't care.

Shut up,
Crankypants

 

[ChickenAlgebra]

*puts the tray of cupcakes in the middle of the room* Ok, I'm going to back away slowly. I'll leave those for the CrankyPants people today.

I didn't do any fancy pants decorating, I just used devil's food cake and chocolate frosting. They're good.

 

[Orchid]

Dear Crankypants,

You have ratbirds? Like on Cloudy with a Chance of Meatballs?

Sick 'em on the MIL.

Regards,

Orchypants

 

[LarryPQ]

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Dear Orchypants-

I thought those were flying chicken carcasses?

Phoenix ratbirds are usually pidgeons or mourning doves.

Thanks,
Crankypants.

 

[LarryPQ]

I don't think people understand what a stink-eye is, in relation to chicken. If the chicken does not appear peeved, on gaurd, or somehow evil---then there is no stink associated with it. All you have is a picture of a chicken, with the eye featured.

Stink-eye:

Not a stink-eye:

Stink-eye:

Not a stink-eye:

Stink-eye:

Not a stink-eye:

Other type of stink-eye:

Thank you for joining us in today's lessons!

 

[ChickenAlgebra]

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Dear Orchypants-

I thought those were flying chicken carcasses?

Phoenix ratbirds are usually pidgeons or mourning doves.

Thanks,
Crankypants.

Dear Crankypants,

Carcasses do not fly. Duh.

Regards,
ObviousPants