XanderWiFi
Songster
Came home from work and made my morning round to visit the girls. Had some of my leftover ham sandwich to share. One of the leghorns will frequently jump onto my shoulders to hang out for a bit. She is always polite to my surprise. I expect a shot towards my eyes, ears, face, anything but she just hangs out for a bit and jumps down.
Mohawk, my favorite, was craning her neck, stretching it upwards looking like she wanted to come up. In the past she has done this but has taken my by surprise when jumping up coming at me from the front which usually ends with her catching a forearm mid flight. I don't perceive anything aggressive from it. She used to do it as a chick and clamor up my chest to my shoulder to perch.
Today she was polite and jumped up from behind like the leghorn while I was crouched. While feeling pleased she got it right and feeling safe with her on the back half of my shoulder she reached around and nipped me right in the eye! I never even saw it coming. She then pecked at my hair but I had enough of Mohawk time at that point.
I grabbed her up feeling like pulling an Ozzy in my irritation but quickly settled as she remained as chill and trusting as ever. Went inside, couldn't even find a mark on my eye. It's a little sore but I consider myself lucky. She probably just wanted to see what the shininess was. No more shoulder rides I think from here on out.
Mohawk, my favorite, was craning her neck, stretching it upwards looking like she wanted to come up. In the past she has done this but has taken my by surprise when jumping up coming at me from the front which usually ends with her catching a forearm mid flight. I don't perceive anything aggressive from it. She used to do it as a chick and clamor up my chest to my shoulder to perch.
Today she was polite and jumped up from behind like the leghorn while I was crouched. While feeling pleased she got it right and feeling safe with her on the back half of my shoulder she reached around and nipped me right in the eye! I never even saw it coming. She then pecked at my hair but I had enough of Mohawk time at that point.
I grabbed her up feeling like pulling an Ozzy in my irritation but quickly settled as she remained as chill and trusting as ever. Went inside, couldn't even find a mark on my eye. It's a little sore but I consider myself lucky. She probably just wanted to see what the shininess was. No more shoulder rides I think from here on out.