Sooo - I'm hangin' with the cats and the chickens. They love my conversation. They love everything I do. They'd build shrines to me if they had opposable thumbs. I know this because I make up all their lines and that's what they always say.
I asked my feathered friends if they thought they looked good enough for an update and they said, "Hell, ya. We're some fine looking mamas, now!" I know these girls are plain old white, but I try to give them cool sistah voices when they talk. (Did I mention I've been running a high fever? Can you tell?)
Remember, these girls had only been out of the experimental facility for two days when I picked them up. To see how I came to rescue these chickens click here. Here's how they looked a month ago. ~
Next stop was the soup factory for these spent hens.
We've had lots of adventures with a bad cat. He still believes, if he rubs his face against the fence and purrs, I'll let him in there for a chicken dinner. ~
We've come a long way with learning how to preen, peck, perch, walk on a ramp and nest. There's no more huddling under the coop to hide from people. They don't just drop their eggs wherever they happen to fall out any more. They've discovered yummy bugs turn up when they scratch the ground.
Why do they love me? Because I have these! Cherry tomatoes! ~
Gert always looks mad because she's blind and has very tiny pupils. She's the brave one and can hear me coming from the minute I leave the house. I have to pick her up and move her away from the gate so it doesn't shut on her.
When you get the tomato, you have to run away so the other one doesn't get it. Chickens don't share!
Maude spent the first couple of weeks hiding under Gert whenever I came near. She's still leery of contact. Come on Maude, you know you want the tomato. ~
"Every time you try and touch me, I'm going back in my coop!", says Maude. ~
These gals may not be exotic ladies of colour, that you see on other blogs, but they do have feathers now.
Check out these new butt feathers! ~
I bet this is the first blog you've read today that showed you a chicken's butt.
Oh, and the spent hen part .... there's two fine eggs in the nests every day.
They remind me of Richard Burton telling his new wife not to discount the, then, heavy Liz Taylor because, "The old girl will rise from the ashes like a Phoenix." And, she did.
So, did my girls!
God bless you for being such a good mother hen to those girls! And...you haven't even got cocky about it...oh...I could do a whole story line there but I will leave it be. They look SOO much better. You've done a great job with them- xo DianaReplyDelete
Wow! Those girls have come a long way! How did you figure out they loved tomatoes? You're pretty funny! Especially when you're in recovery mode!! Glad to see you back and blogging!ReplyDelete
I can't believe the difference from when they arrived at their new coop! It's fantastic...you've been so wonderful to them, I'm sure they think they're in paradise! They are beautiful now! xo wendyReplyDelete
Good job. You've given them some comfort, safety and fun, (chicken style) for the first time in their lives. A little kindness and a lot of work go a long way. So nice to see them looking so healthy (and with such fluffy, cute butts.) :) MarilynReplyDelete
That is so wonderful! They are looking great!ReplyDelete
Lol! Love your posts :-). Your hens are looking fantastic! Am gonna tempt mine now with some cocktail tomatoes. Have never tried that before..ReplyDelete
hugs to you
did I miss their introduction to your yard? are these rescue chickens?ReplyDelete
These are rescue chickens that came into my daughter's animal sanctuary. They have lived in terrible conditions but respond really well to decent care.Delete
Your chickens look amazing Maureen, sorry to hear that you have been feeling under the weather yourself !ReplyDelete
Have you nearly finished that reno ?
oh Maureen ... you are so funny ... love this story and love the chickens. Would like to have some old farm chickens in my yard, but that will never happen.ReplyDelete
Audrey Z. Glad you are feeling better.
Woohoo. Fabulous news on the chicken butt front,..uh, or back. Whatever. I'm so happy for you and for Gert and Maude of course. What a great chicken mama you've become. Sorry to hear you haven't been feeling well. Sometimes the boy will just insist that you rest. I guess you needed it. Be well.ReplyDelete
we just got a rescue dog....glad you helped those chickens!ReplyDelete
Awwww Maureen, what a giver you are. Reading these posts brought tears to my eyes. Your rescued chickens, Get and Maude look so much better and I am sure they are so relieved. I cannot believe people can be so mean to animals.ReplyDelete
No conscience, no morals, just plain greed. It's a wonderful world to know people like yourself are making a difference.
Well lucky Gert and Maude to have landed in your hands! They are looking fantastic Maureen!!ReplyDelete
I adore this story - thanks for sharing it! :)ReplyDelete
How did I miss this funny blog? I must have been wedding-ing it...great to hear from you!ReplyDelete
Oh Maureen I'm laughing so hard I can't type! lol I'm so happy for your chickens they look wonderful. I hope you feel better real soon and I'm not going to worry until the chickens start talking back. Take care.ReplyDelete
eeeeee....so cute. having tomatoes!!!ReplyDelete
I love chickens and coops. another reason why I need to get my butt dragged to Canada.
amazing! I've only just found your blog, but looking at these past posts...I see we have CHICKENS IN COMMON!ReplyDelete
They look better according to the pictures in this post alone. I've read the other posts yet...
enjoyed this one. Aren't chickens fun?