The Swedish HenHouse Sister-Wives of P. County

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  1. Bulldogma

    Bulldogma Chillin' With My Peeps

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    July 30, 2012 started like any other day. By 2:00 p.m. the three cream-colored eggs all had pips, and by 10:00 p.m. three tiny Swedish Flower Hen chicks lay, panting, within the warm incubator.

    Thus begins the ongoing saga of The Swedish HenHouse Sister-Wives of P. County!

    The three, fluffy chicks zipped about the brooder, as day-old chicks with tons of energy will do. That evening, and quite without warning, the brooder door was opened and a large hand descended, capturing Inga. Frightened beyond imagination, Inga squawked loudly, alerting Gunnar and Frida that a giant, alien being had her ensconced in its fleshy tentacle!

    In horror, Gunnar and Frida witnessed Inga being placed in a cardboard box. In seconds, the alien tentacle was after Gunnar who dove under the hanging feeder. From his hiding place (where he was sure he was quite invisible) he could see the tentacle grab the peeping Frida and deliver her to the same doom it had Inga.

    An apparent glitch in Gunnar's feeder cloaking device soon resulted in his own capture.

    In the darkened box, the three chicks huddled together. Gunnar quickly cuddled up under Inga's wings (or so he thought) when a deep voice with a pronounced British accent asked, "And who do we have here?"

    Oh good grains! That wasn't Inga's wing, but one that belonged to a giant!

    As it turned out, the giant's name was "Steve," and Steve was a Black English Orpington.

    Feeling quite embarrassed and rather disheveled from his recent run-in with The Tentacle, Gunner peeped loudly until he herd Inga and Frida's sweet voices next to him. The three huddled together, calming one another. Steve settled in an opposite corner and all seemed to be well until...

    With a gust of wind, the top of the box was thrown open and a strange, dark figure descended from above. A shrill voice laced with evil emanated from the dark figure.

    "It is I - Cleo the Magnificent! You shall all bow down before me, or suffer dire consequences!
    The evil Black Sizzle chick entered the box with a great flourish, pecking those who dared get in her way!

    The frightened Swedish Flower Hen and Black English Orpington chicks flattened themselves against the walls of the box in horror! In fact, had it been possible for them to become part of the box, I am quite sure their new humans would have arrived home only to find one rather nasty chick and a whole lot of extra cardboard.

    This was going to be a wild ride, for sure!

    Be sure to tune in to the next episode of, The Swedish HenHouse Sister-Wives of P. County!

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  2. Bulldogma

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    The five chicks had all been placed in a comfortable brooder with plenty of food, water and heat. After exploring their surroundings, the exhausted little chicks started to look for a place to settle down for the night. Unfortunately for the sweet-natured SFH girls, any attempts to share space with Cleo the Magnificent resulted in a good, swift peck to the head! Cleo had claimed Steve and Gunnar as her own personal property, and no other pullets were welcome in her snooze-pile!

    Poor Gunnar tried repeatedly to sneak off to bed down with Inga and Frida, but Cleo was having none of that! His head aching from a volley of pecks, Gunnar finally resigned himself to sleeping next to Cleo and Steve. Steve couldn't have cared less about sleeping arrangements. After all, he was about twice the size of any of the other birds.

    The next morning there was much activity. The "Chicken Lady In Training," or CLI... hmmm... perhaps we'll just call it "The Human" for now... cleaned bedding out of the food and refreshed the water. And then, suddenly the unthinkable happened!

    The Human picked up Gunnar and looked at his butt!

    What the... ?

    Setting him down, The Human picked up each chick in turn and took a close look at the same part of the anatomy of each! How gross! Worse yet, she actually picked clotted poop off of poor Frida's backside!

    Needless to say, when Frida was returned to the brooder, her level of embarrassment was enough to send her under Inga's wing for comfort.

    By nightfall, The Human had repeated the same process at least 4 or 5 times. Poor Frida seemed to have a continuous issue "back there," which seemed to be of great interest to The Human. This seemed to make Frida a target for Cleo the Magnificent, who bullied the poor, pasty-butted chick mercilessly. While the whole butt-thing was bad enough, things only got worse for poor Frida, who was not gaining weight as the rest of the chicks were.

    By day 5 post-hatch, Frida's wing feathers seemed to outweigh the rest of her little body. This made napping a big problem! Frida would lie down only to find that, like a tipped-over turtle, she could not righten herself. There she would lay... on her back... stuck...

    And then Cleo would come and torment her. Harsh pecks rained down on poor Frida as Cleo the Magnificent screeched, "Get UP, you stupid bird! Rise, or I shall peck you more!"

    At first Frida would scream in terror and pain, turtled and helpless. After a while, though, she could do nothing but lie still and simply hope Cleo would become hungry and leave off her reign of terror to go munch some chick kibble.

    When The Human returned for her regular butt-check, it seemed horrified to find poor Frida turtled so. It gently scooped her up, (picked poop off her butt) held her close to warm her, and made noises from the hole where its beak should have been. When the other chicks were settled for the night, The Human put Frida back in the brooder, apparently hoping the turtling was an isolated incident.

    It was not...

    Be sure to tune in to the next episode of, The Swedish HenHouse Sister-Wives of P. County!

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  3. ki4got

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  4. Bulldogma

    Bulldogma Chillin' With My Peeps

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    Big, long, scary tentacles! All Human-Things seem to have them. Frightening creatures, really! Especially when they grab you and check your butt!
     
  5. Bulldogma

    Bulldogma Chillin' With My Peeps

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    Poor Frida! Her wings seemed to continuously get in her way, and the unending supply of poop seemed like a second head in the wrong place! More often than not, when the odd, featherless human-thing would return and peek into the brooder, Frida would once again be turtled and coated in yuck. Little Frida was giving up. She wasn't growing - probably because she didn't get as much to eat as she spent half her waking hours stranded on her back with her little feet waving about in the air. The other chicks began to avoid her. One can hardly blame them... after all, who wants to hang out with someone who's always covered in poo?

    The strange Human, already known for its bizarre behavior, really outdid itself this time! First, it had a male partner-in-crime come with it to hold Frida in odd positions. Then it took shiny things and chopped off Frida's ginormous flight feathers. While any other pullet might be devastated to lose her lovely plumage in such an ungracious manner, Frida found it... liberating! Suddenly she could move her small body about, unencumbered. When she did tip over (as sleepy little chicks will often do) she was able to righten herself with minimal struggling.

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    (Frida, left, sporting her new "do." Inga, right, wondering what was up with Frida's strange fashion statement!)

    Little Frida ran about, peeping excitedly to show off her new, featherless abilities! She didn't seem to notice she still had quite a bit of poop adhered to her tootie.

    Then once again The Human had her ensconced in its tentacle. There was a strange buzzing sound and an odd sensation around her vent.

    The Human was shaving her butt! This time The Human had gone too far! It was inexcusable that it should...

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    Oh, the sensation of pooping freely without having to drag it all about with her afterwards! This was wonderful!

    After a very busy 90 seconds, Frida was exhausted. She was put in the new brooder where Cleo the Magnificent could not peck her. To keep her from being lonely, The Human put Inga in the private brooder with her.

    At first Inga was none too happy to have to hang out with the kid who was known for running around with poop on her butt and getting stuck on her back multiple times a day. Goodness knows what kind of defect could be causing this!

    After a day or two, Inga had changed her mind. Without her flight feathers, and with a newly shaved behind, Frida was practically normal (albeit most chicks probably don't boast such odd grooming habits). In fact, Frida was really quite sweet.

    The two spent their days zipping about their private apartment and cuddled up every night.

    The Human was known to check on the chicks periodically in the wee hours of the morning. It was probably lurking about... just waiting for an opportunity to shave another birdie's butt (though it never did). One night about 3 days post butt-shaving, The Human looked into the private pullet brooder only to find Inga. Just Inga! The Human started to freak - humans are odd that way. The Human started to run all about the room with its flashlight, searching for a tiny chick that really couldn't possibly have escaped the large brooder without divine (or adolescent Human) intervention. Just as The Human was about to go shake down its own offspring, it shined the light once more into the brooder, only to see a tiny beak peeking out from under Inga's wing.

    Sure enough, Inga had her wings wrapped around little Frida to keep her warm and safe.

    The Human's heart instantly melted, making a huge mess all over the floor... kidding... but it was amazed at the compassion shown by one chick to another. It may have had a fleeting wish that its own offspring would show that kind of compassion to their siblings instead of all the pushing and snatching... but I digress.

    Each night thereafter, it was not uncommon to see Inga sheltering and protecting her little sister in the corner of the brooder.

    As the days passed, the chicks observed their strange human caretakers. There was much bustle about the house these days as various belongings were placed into boxes. And the boxes! The chicks decided that boxes must have a very short gestational period, because it seemed they multiplied by the hour! What strange beings these boxes were. And why did the Human things wish to keep such strange, cube-like pets about? The boxes seemed to have enormous appetites, and were given to eating all the Humans' belongings in just minutes. No sooner had one box satiated its appetite, but it multiplied itself and more boxes appeared.

    Within days, the humans had no belongings left at all! Everything had been consumed by the boxes!

    What would become of the chicks? Were they to become the next meal for a hungry box??

    Be sure to tune in to the next episode of The Swedish HenHouse Sister-Wives of P. County!

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  6. ki4got

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    hubby LOL about the boxes... i've been there and done that. they're like Tribbles.
     
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  7. Bulldogma

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    Much to the chicks' horror, they were to become the next meal for a hungry box! Yet as frightening as the whole thing seemed at first, once inside they found it to be no different from the very box in which they had traveled just a few weeks before. Huddled together, they collectively wondered where this box would take them?

    Apparently the box took them over the hills and through the woods, to grandmother's house! The kind grandmother had offered to help out with the children and the chicks while the grown human-things herded boxes. Only, grandmother did not want the chicks inside her house (and one can hardly blame her, as chicks do have a bit of an odor), so the brooders, heater and chicks were placed in the garage.

    A few days later, it was back into the box and over some more hills and through some more woods to...

    A FARM!

    As much as the chicks would have loved zipping about the spacious areas on the farm, alas... they were still only a few weeks old and not fully feathered! So once again the brooders were set up - this time among the boxes that had been herded into the house the day before.

    That night, and for many nights after, the human-things would come into the room where the brooders were just to listen to the drowsy chicks talking among themselves as they settled down for the evening.

    One morning one of the human-things had special surprise for the chicks. It had set up an outdoor play yard for them! They were gently placed in their new yard with plenty of food, water, shelter, perches and...

    Cleo the Magnificent!

    Cleo (as nasty little chicks will do) chased them about relentlessly until she was quite tired of being nasty and plopped down in a sunny spot to sun her strange, sizzle feathers.

    As the chicks had all been growing over the past weeks, Cleo's feathers now resembled the high-collared cape worn by the evil Maleficent of Disney's Sleeping Beauty. I can't post a picture of Maleficent (as those are under copyrite and doing so could get this funny-looking human-thing into trouble) but I can post a photo of Cleo the Magnificent for comparison's sake.

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    Oh yes - an evil little thing she was indeed! The other chicks, with the exception of the very large Steve, feared her. Steve feared nothing. Steve was huge and if Cleo tried to pick on him, all he had to do was stand up.

    Luckily the play yard was large, and at night the chicks were still separated into two large brooders. While Gunnar had been in with Steve and Cleo originally, the funny looking human-thing decided to try putting Gunnar in with Inga and Frida. The three were blissful to be reunited and were inseparable in the day-time play yard!

    This annoyed Cleo to no end! She would chase Inga and Frida away from Gunnar during the day, but there was nothing she could do about night time!

    Be sure to tune in to the next episode of The Swedish HenHouse Sister-Wives of P. County!

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    The Cast:

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    Frida:
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  8. Daloorashens

    Daloorashens Chillin' With My Peeps

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    haha, good story, would like to hear more=), and more pics!!
     
  9. Bulldogma

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    The three Swedish Flower Hens so enjoyed sharing a brooder once again! When the human-thing would come in to check on the chicks at night, it could hear them talking sweetly and softly among themselves. The three always slept in a pile - cuddled up close to one another.

    Daytime was another matter. Cleo, so dismayed that Gunnar, who she quite imagined to be her very own Swedish Prince Charming, had been removed from her own brooder, took it upon herself to peck Inga and Frida mercilessly! She would chase them into a corner where she would launch an attack that would make the Marines jealous! In order to protect her smaller, more frail sister, Inga would throw her wings out and around Frida, protecting her from the onslaught. Frida knew Inga was in pain by the way she cried out as Cleo's beak pelted her back.

    One day when Cleo had cornered the Swedish girls once again, it was Frida who insisted on protecting Inga! She spread her wings as wide as she could... which wasn't very wide at all as her feathers had been cut short. Yet it was just enough to protect her big sister from the attack.

    The human-thing hated seeing these attacks and would often intercede by chasing the evil Cleo away. While the establishment of a pecking order is normal in any flock, a bully is a different thing.

    Early one morning. Cleo the Magnificent and Steve went away. They were gently placed in a small cage, and then into a car. Later they were placed into the back of a truck with quite a few other chickens. After a number of hours (throughout which Cleo "entertained" her new kingdom with her lovely singing - - the likes of which have been heard only where there are chalk boards and fingernails) the birds arrived at a large Swap.

    Cleo the Magnificent was thrilled to see so many potential new slaves and followers about her! Certainly soon some human-thing would come bow down before her and then take her to some grand new domain where Cleo the Magnificent could rule, unchallenged, until the end of time!

    A human did come!
    "Oh! Wook at da sweet fluffy, birdy-wordie!" It cooed at Cleo.
    What the hell was this thing?
    "Won't you wook soooooo cute in a pretty pink diaper? What a sweet wittle bantam! You'll wook so small next to all my grown-up Jersy Giants at home!"

    And that was the end of Cleo... well - at least in this story.
    Steve ended up going home with the fine human-thing that hatched him. He just happened to make one too many roosters on the property of she-who-owned-the-Swedes, and as it had become clear he would likely never lay an egg, he just couldn't stay.

    Yet when the human-thing returned home, she had a huge surprise for Gunnar, Inga and Frida.
    Six new surprises to be exact!

    Introducing Ginger (Swedish Flower Hen)
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    Coral and Lady Silvia (Lavender Orpingtons... to lay eggs for the human-thing family to eat!)
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    And Millie (a Mille Fleur Cochin Bantam... because clearly the human-things like speckled plumage, and because one of the younger human-things had gotten a bantam Cochin a few months before only to have her grow a comb and start crowing... which meant he needed a girlfriend and that the little girl human-thing needed an egg-laying pet to spoil and bring into the house to poop all over the play room. And yes... Millie has now watched more Disney and Barbie movies than most chicks her age!)
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    Although all the newcomers were in quarantine, Gunnar, Inga and Frida knew their lives were about to change (again) forever!

    Be sure to tune in to the next episode of The Swedish HenHouse Sister-Wives of P. County!

    Credits...

    The Cast:

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    and all the new birds listed above :eek:)
     
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