At Barbara's "squashing" of the intruder in her box: My brahmans do that so often! There are so many other places for the girls, but since one of them spends two hours laying in there, the rest believe they have to step on her, squish her, and shove her out.
The adventures of Barbara (BR)
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Such funny birds! They act so "chickeny". I suppose if they did everything the way we would do it, they would take over the world!
Such funny birds! They act so "chickeny". I suppose if they did everything the way we would do it, they would take over the world!
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Chicken Presents - I love it! Thanks for expanding my chicken vocabulary.
How sweet: "little chicken presents", ha my first funny of the day, made me laugh when I saw this new definition of their little gifts they inadvertinatly leave everywhere they visit.
catdaddy
P.S. I just love these little chicken stories, I come here first almost eveytime I come to visit the BYC, this thread and the Delaware thread are just great.
Chicken Presents - I love it! Thanks for expanding my chicken vocabulary.
How sweet: "little chicken presents", ha my first funny of the day, made me laugh when I saw this new definition of their little gifts they inadvertinatly leave everywhere they visit.
catdaddy
P.S. I just love these little chicken stories, I come here first almost eveytime I come to visit the BYC, this thread and the Delaware thread are just great.
Thank you so much for these wonderful stories! I still laugh at Barbara on top of Wendy no matter how many times I look at it.
Mary
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Yes, I think Barbara has a sense of entitlement that shows in that picture! Sort of "You lookin' at me?"
Tonight when I locked up, I had Silver (Ameraucana roo) in the nest box, Bob (Ameraucana roo) trying to get in with him, and Walter trying to crowd in with one of the Wyandottes in the same nest. I am surprised Walter can even get out of the nest box by himself, much less with a Big Girl already in there.
Tonight when I locked up, I had Silver (Ameraucana roo) in the nest box, Bob (Ameraucana roo) trying to get in with him, and Walter trying to crowd in with one of the Wyandottes in the same nest. I am surprised Walter can even get out of the nest box by himself, much less with a Big Girl already in there.
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The Food Lady closed up the Banties in their coop, then locked the jail door so the new chickens wouldnât get out of their little jail coop into the exercise yard at night. Next, she went to close up the Big Girlâs coop and did a head count: Letâs see, 6 Ameraucanas, Walter (who squeezes into a nest box at nightâdo we have gender confusion?) and the 6 Wyandottes. Check. Four ISAs, 2 Black Stars, 2 Orps, Leroy, Hot Stuff and One Barred Rock. Check. One Barred Rock?? Where was Barbara???? Barbara!!!!
The Food Lady called for Barbara and Leroy and Hot Stuff helped by crowing loudly. She looked under the feeders, in the corners, everywhere. NO Barbara! She counted again. One missing. Maybe she went in with the banties, she does like to eat snacks from their feeder. Nope. Barbara was nowhere to be found. Maybe she got in the garage visiting the Sussex babies. Uh uh. Not there. The Food Lady opened the door to the Food Palace. Barbara MUST be in thereâit would be like Chicken Food Channel for her! Nothing. Not a cluck.
The Food People were really worried about Barbara. âWell, hopefully sheâll turn up", they said to each other.
The next morning, Leroy and all the girls except Barbara went out. Leroy was a bit mixed up and tried to romance Monica, who would have nothing to do with him and gave him a sharp peck on the head for his efforts.
After everyone had run around getting the kinks out, it was time for scratch. The Food Lady went to the Food Palace and got a scoop of grain. When she came back for the second scoop, she heard a soft âwhuuuk"?????
It was Barbara! She was sitting on the handles of the weight bench that was stored in there, pooping on the seat. By the amount on the seat, she had apparently roosted there all night. There was a box on the other end of the bench that hid her from view.
The Food Lady had to lift Barbara off the weight bench. Apparently she had been working out and did not want to let go. At the sight of treats, she was off and running. Barbara was back!
The Food Lady closed up the Banties in their coop, then locked the jail door so the new chickens wouldnât get out of their little jail coop into the exercise yard at night. Next, she went to close up the Big Girlâs coop and did a head count: Letâs see, 6 Ameraucanas, Walter (who squeezes into a nest box at nightâdo we have gender confusion?) and the 6 Wyandottes. Check. Four ISAs, 2 Black Stars, 2 Orps, Leroy, Hot Stuff and One Barred Rock. Check. One Barred Rock?? Where was Barbara???? Barbara!!!!
The Food Lady called for Barbara and Leroy and Hot Stuff helped by crowing loudly. She looked under the feeders, in the corners, everywhere. NO Barbara! She counted again. One missing. Maybe she went in with the banties, she does like to eat snacks from their feeder. Nope. Barbara was nowhere to be found. Maybe she got in the garage visiting the Sussex babies. Uh uh. Not there. The Food Lady opened the door to the Food Palace. Barbara MUST be in thereâit would be like Chicken Food Channel for her! Nothing. Not a cluck.
The Food People were really worried about Barbara. âWell, hopefully sheâll turn up", they said to each other.
The next morning, Leroy and all the girls except Barbara went out. Leroy was a bit mixed up and tried to romance Monica, who would have nothing to do with him and gave him a sharp peck on the head for his efforts.
After everyone had run around getting the kinks out, it was time for scratch. The Food Lady went to the Food Palace and got a scoop of grain. When she came back for the second scoop, she heard a soft âwhuuuk"?????
It was Barbara! She was sitting on the handles of the weight bench that was stored in there, pooping on the seat. By the amount on the seat, she had apparently roosted there all night. There was a box on the other end of the bench that hid her from view.
The Food Lady had to lift Barbara off the weight bench. Apparently she had been working out and did not want to let go. At the sight of treats, she was off and running. Barbara was back!
Trying to work on her fat butt problem, apparently!
Whew - I am so glad Barbara was found safe and sound!! Your stories are so funny and such a treat! I have an aunt named Barbara who exhibits some of the same characteristics as your Barred Rock Barbara.......I swear I will never be able to look at that woman without laughing again.........
crtrlovr
Still chillin' with my peeps
Oh dear, what have you done... I have an Aunt Barbara too....
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I love these stories of Barbara. I have a Barred Rock hen in my little flock, too. When my neighbor came over to complain that my chickens had visited his carport and left him presents, he pointed to my BR hen and said, "That's the ring leader right there!"
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