Early morning. I walk into the pen and take Amos and Andy out of the chick hutch so they can eat first. Go into the coop and get Charlie. Then Goldie. I let them eat. They don't bother A & A.
I let the rest out......Oscar goes after them first and then Ethel. The little ones run back to the hutch and Oscar follows and starts to fight and bite them. Evil Ethel joins in. I grab Oscar and Ethel and lock Amos and Andy in the hutch. Oscar bites me again. And scratches my arm, drawing blood.
Lucy keeps on eating and Nina goes back in the coop. Charlie and Goldie escape to the run so I lock that gate. With all the racket you would think there were a hundred in there.
This ain't wokring out at all................
Mostly about my backyard chickens. (Boring, I know), but there are a lot of us out here. Mine are only kept as pampered pets. I could eat a neighbor's chicken, but not MINE. There may be a comment on current events only if I get riled up enough. And there will always be a cartoon or a joke to cheer us. I promise to try my very best to respond to comments. Now I have to figure out how this blogger thingy works....
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