Batchelor Pad

Well the young roosters were just too frisky for the hens. They now have their own pen and will go up for sale after the holidays. Only Rockie and Tonto are with the hens now.

LANCE GETS TO STAY HOME

Well Mr. I can't make up my mind strikes again. Now we are keeping Lance. Now The Lone Ranger and Incredible Hulk are showcased on Craig's list. lol

CRAIGS LIST

Well Lance AKA Lace is on Craig's list. Marvin came in ready to take the roosters to the auction. I said Hold on let me try and sell them, you will get nothing at the auction for them.

IMAGINE MY SURPRISE

We have been waiting for Henreitta or one of her chicklets to lay an egg. We were expecting it to happen any day not but we were not expecting it to be BLUE.

Out of the 9 chicklets there are 5 roosters. Lance(aka Lace before the sex change lol), Incredible Hulk, The Lone Ranger and Tonto oh and Featherless. Now it seems ourchickets are Araucanas and or Americanas. (Unless someone can tell us something different .  Only Lance is a Bantam the others are full size roosters, which we will have to sell at least 4 of them.

TIME TO RELAX - I THOUGHT

After spending another long day in the kitchen day, I made a drink  took it outside to relax and watch the chickens scratch. WHEN out of the blue Simba galloped by me (its like having a pony in the yard) there was a screetch and one of the fugative rats flew threw the air by me. YIKES , he grabs it shakes it and throws it again. Marvin comes running in the yard yelling "Get it Simba,, Get it". I am by now standing on my chair, but its not like standing on a kitchen stair is lawn furniture for goodness sake and not so stable. Marvin chant has changed to "Kill it Simba, kill it.

So as Simba proudly marches up to the burying field with his prize and Marvin with his shovel, I say oh while you are out there could you pick some corn, just another day on the farm LOL

MORNING COFFEE

So this is how our morning conversation went yesterday.

Me "Why is there a gun beside the broom?"

Marvin: "I killed a rat"

Me: "A rat, is that what got our chicklets?"

Marvin: "No Simba got them"

Me: "NOoo, he can't get into that field"

Marvin: "I let him in"

Me: "WHAT"

Marvin: " I couldn't sleep so I got up and went back out to the coop, I shone a flashlight under the coop and saw beady eyes staring back at me. I got the gun and shot one the other two got away. There were no signs of a struggle so since all the others were locked up I let Simba into the field and told him to find the chickens. Eventually he stopped at a tree and kept starring at it. I couldn't see a chicklet in the tree but I climbed the tree and found it. Simba still would not leave the tree so I climbed back up higher and found it."

So all is well that ends well.

Simba was very tired all day after all that excitement. It is quite amazing he knew what he was looking for and that he could smell them since they are in that area all the time.

NOT A GOOD NIGHT

When Marvin went to lock the chickens up last night, two of the chicklets were missing. They were there at 6 last night. The two missing ones are the 2 little brown ones.