It is not just the chickens that have been running around, I barely been home for the last week, well that’s how it feels. A few more days at the same pace then I’m hoping for a little rest and relaxation.
You might remember we had three new chickens. As predicted the three senior chucks were not impressed. The daisy-belle went ‘broody’ within 24 hrs of the arrival of the newbies and has been sat in an old washing up bowl in the barn ever since. Senior Warren has been terrorising the new arrivals and as of today is looking a bit peeky, maybe the stress of it all has got to her.
The new girls spent a few days in the run, getting to understand where ‘home’ is. Then we left the door open for them to step out and start exploring their new world.
It didn’t pan out as we expected. when three, vagrant lambs that have been stalking the lanes of late decided the grass was greenest in the chicken run.
Poor chickens.
We had to send teenagers to sort the pantomime out.
June 17, 2012 at 2:08 am
This is so funny. Glad you caught it in the photos.
June 17, 2012 at 1:21 pm
I really like this post. Sweet photos, actually.
June 17, 2012 at 9:44 pm
The life of a henwife is a hard one.
June 19, 2012 at 1:25 am
great photos!
June 19, 2012 at 2:25 am
Lesson being I suppose that if you are going to keep chickens in the vicinity of lambs it’s best to have a ready supply of teenagers at hand . . . That is the funniest post I have seen in quite awhile.
June 21, 2012 at 7:36 pm
The lambs were expert adolescents themselves!
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