Posts Tagged ‘Chickens’
Who’s Protecting Who?
Some people just never outgrow some aspects of being a baby.
There was once this little guy named Hornpipes, who I am sure you have heard of. He was once so cute and little, and now he’s a BIG weirdo, kinda cute but more of “what in the World is that?” He used to be practically pocket-sized and now pockets aren’t practical for him: if he had any pockets he would not be able to fill them for all the odd belly bulge he has. However he is still just a big baby.
Mister Festus, the Rooster, is really pushing his luck. I was crouched down filling water cans; with the little hose through the small door, coming from the water pump. I turned and leaned out the doorway more and hooked the hose to fill the heifers’ water tub. When I turned I heard that nasty Rooster start his commotion and squawking, heard crashing, and just as I came back in the doorway I got stampeded by a big, fat, four-year-old Pygmy Goat Kid….Hornpipes. YIKES…Click here to find out what happened…
Festus… the Rooster
Festus, the Rooster, is the latest addition, chicken-wise, to our barnyard, as we got him early last Fall. All the hens are Rhode Island Reds, but Festus is white-ish, more of a cream color. He thinks he’s big stuff and the last few weeks he has gone loco with Spring Fever. All the critters are ready to be back outside.
My “peeps” are the hens and I am head chick with Claire is my second in command. As any Rooster might, Festus, isn’t exactly pleased with this concept. Uh-oh…Click here to read more about Festus
