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Scruffle central

When the new boys got released and wandered out of their corner, they met the roosters who already lived in the greenhouse. Cue the battles You’d be forgiven for thinking that rooster fights are actually high jump contests.

Nice one.
Watch this.

Back to staring for a while… A victor is emerging. They’re both tired.  Panting.

I’ll ballet on you, fiend!
Your frilled-necked lizard impression isn’t fooling me!
I’ll WWE you, interloper!

The interloper is now having second thoughts.

Ding ding ding!  Now for the next match…

Snow?

We have snow on the ground.  The guineas are utterly scandalized that going outside is not enjoyable.  They were just getting into it.The goldfinches have changed colours as though it was as easy as swapping out their winter jackets for a windbreaker, and not like it involves growing a new set of feathers.  Overnight, they’re suddenly bright yellow. Too cute.  Sitting chicken sleeping standing up, face tucked in.  Swaying.  The flash didn’t wake her.

And this:this is the amphibious chicken.  She can’t drink out of the water without standing in it.  I’m sure it’s great for the health of her feet, but nobody else’s health.  She’s causing me to cart a lot more water.

That is unsanitary!She doesn’t care.

Goodbye Toffee…Toffee is off to a new home tonight!  Very exciting.  He’s going to have 14 of his own ladies.  He’ll be standing real tall tomorrow:)  I’m glad.  I would have kept both him and Philippe Petit because they show all signs of being quality roosters, but both he and Philippe will both be happier without the other brother around.  They’ll both be feeling like they won the lottery, went to chicken heaven, waking up with a whole flock to themselves.  I wonder if Toffee will miss his first girls.  I think he’ll be amply consoled though.