Today the flock is out. The yard is still in 'winter' condition, minus the snow. But a diligent hen will still scratch and find some early wild shoots.
Upon letting them out, Coq Au squared off with me briefly as my shadow loomed large over them.
"Coq Au ... it's me. Do you want to do this?"
"Alright ... I'll let you slide. THIS time. But I've got my eye on you!"
This is the perfect time to feed and water the flock. It only takes a few minutes to collect the water font, the feeder, wash these out and refresh. It only takes a few minutes for Lily to follow me around all by herself as I putter about with these tasks.
It only takes a few minutes to stop and give her special treats just for her own self.
It only takes a few minutes for the entire rest of the flock to wander under the neighbor's bush. Again. Dozens of great scratching spots in our own yard, dozens of good dust bathing spots in our own yard, yet they do what they can to vex me. If she weren't otherwise semisweet and innocent, I might even suspect that they sent Lily as a distraction.
Anyway, they didn't have a chance to settle in, so chasing them out from under the bush went smoothly.
Here they are back in our own yard, and Coq Au is sounding his contempt.
Upon letting them out, Coq Au squared off with me briefly as my shadow loomed large over them.
"Coq Au ... it's me. Do you want to do this?"
"Alright ... I'll let you slide. THIS time. But I've got my eye on you!"
This is the perfect time to feed and water the flock. It only takes a few minutes to collect the water font, the feeder, wash these out and refresh. It only takes a few minutes for Lily to follow me around all by herself as I putter about with these tasks.
It only takes a few minutes to stop and give her special treats just for her own self.
It only takes a few minutes for the entire rest of the flock to wander under the neighbor's bush. Again. Dozens of great scratching spots in our own yard, dozens of good dust bathing spots in our own yard, yet they do what they can to vex me. If she weren't otherwise semisweet and innocent, I might even suspect that they sent Lily as a distraction.
Anyway, they didn't have a chance to settle in, so chasing them out from under the bush went smoothly.
Here they are back in our own yard, and Coq Au is sounding his contempt.
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