Chicken Issues

The human is still milking us with the birds.  Cinnamon seems to be having a bit of a problem with those featherbrained chickens.

She even had one land on her head the other night!  She's a bit nervous now.

Haley is having some chicken problems too.

Least they don't have vultures after them!

Linking to Farmgirl Friday.

Vultures in Action

So, when I come up from pasture in the evening, I head straight for the bird pen so I can get milked.  I have to say, if I'm not fast, that Haley gets there before me.  She obviously does not understand the order.

When I get in there and the human starts milking, that's when the vultures show up.

It's really a bit ridiculous.  The human needs to do something about this.

What the Human Doesn't Know

Sometimes I ask the human to "recreate" things for me so I can blog about them.

Tonight I asked to "recreate" our milking.  She had us in the chicken building, and those stinking hens were almost hanging upside down in my bucket of sweet feed to get some.

We came back out with the camera, and she let me eat.  Not a hen came around!

They just sat on their roosts wishing they had some of my delicious sweet feed!

Little did the human know, I had already threatened those hens with skewering them on my horns if they stuck their faces in my feed bucket again.

I did get an extra feeding though!

Linking to Farmgirl Friday.

The Kids Meet...

Chickens!

Otis, Miranda, and Odin

The kids thought they were awfully funny looking.

Silly Chicks

Look at those silly chicks with their heads stuck through the fence.

They are looking for good stuff to eat. That's Dora the Explorer Rooster preening his butt feathers when the human tried getting a nice picture of the hens for my blog. Roosters!

They just kept looking

and looking.

She found green stuff under the hay.

I want green stuff so badly. I really wish spring were here, but we still have a ways to go.

A Muddy Mess

We goat really dislike mud, and we stay inside as much as possible.

The geese have those rubber webbed feet, so they don't mind the mud. They actually like to play in it~silly things.

This poor chicken~

I don't think I'd go out in the mud with those fancy feathered feet.

He doesn't look to happy with it either.

Silly chickens!

For Me Please!

The human brought a green bowl into the barnyard. That always means a treat! Why did she keep walking?

What's she doing giving the birds my treat?

I want yummy pumpkin! I see that.

Let me in by the beard on my chinny chin chin!

Or I'll huff and butt and knock this gate in!

I want that seed yes!

I knew I just had to ask nicely. This is yummy pumpkin.

More please and thank you!

It's good enough to lick the bowl clean.

I just love when I get yummy treats!

Linking to Farmgirl Friday.

Linking to Farm Friend Friday.

No More Free Range Chickens

Naughty Rooster Boy and his two hens were free ranging. The human has been a bit worried about the girls because they were inside and she couldn't get them much food. (I don't know why she thinks we wouldn't share grain with them).

They've been out a bit more, but they still didn't get nice bright combs like Naughty Rooster Boy. (His isn't as bright as it sometimes is.)

Then a couple of days ago, the phoenix just strolled into the duck, chicken and peafowl pen~her old home where the raccoon attacks occurred.

She seemed quite content.

Naughty Rooster Boy and the other hen would hang around, but the human couldn't ever get them to go in. Yesterday morning when she came out before sunrise to milk Minnie, Rooster Boy was just sitting on the ground by the pen. She scooped him up and put him inside.

Then she found the little orange hen. She is very thin and pale. You can't see how thin she is, but when the human picked her up, she was just skin and bones.

We hope she'll be okay.

Feather Brains

When the human moved the ducks and peafowl back to their pen (and gave us back our nice building), she just left Naughty Rooster Boy and the two hens. Just left them to free range.

And they were so feather-brained that they stayed in the building. Finally, Naughty Rooster Boy decided that no hen was worth starving for, so he came back out. Now don't think the human was really letting them starve. I saw her throwing them some of MY grain. But they were still in the windowless building all the time. They finally came out.

The human says that the two girls will get bright red combs like Naughty Rooster Boy's when they get some sunshine and find some nice green stuff to eat.

Did you notice how silly he looks since he's molting and losing his tail feathers?

Naughty Rooster Boy

The human moved the peafowl and ducks back to their pen, but she didn't do anything with Naughty Rooster Boy and the two hens. She just left them and said, "Don't go in the yard."

Well, Rooster Boy was a free range bird until he was shut in last month. He was happy to be out.

He even had the company of one lovely hen.

The human reminded her that the dogs would eat her if she went in the yard. Looks like she's taking that warning to heart.

Where was the other hen?

She was too big of a, well, chicken to even come out of the building. Suppose she'll ever come out and enjoy being a free range hen?

She has the other two back in the building with her today. They are just sitting up there being hot. Bird brained chickens.