Sunday, 23 June 2019

Back Yard Chickens - enjoying the babies - Maggie's first batch of eleven live chicks

Chicken Little was rejected by his mom and had to be hand reared. He quickly turned into a great, intelligent little chicken even though he could not stand after hatching. Here he is sleeping in my lap while I'm trying to work on the laptop.

Chicken Little preferred to sleep on his back until he could sit up. Egor did not grow feathers until much later and mom kept pecking him, thus he joined Chicken Little as a companion.

Egor and Chicken Little, two happy chickies a few days later. Lots of work, lots of love and lots of joy.

Chicken Little, not so little any more. Egor is growing feathers. In my daughter's hands is Pudding, not part of the batch, just a random egg placed under Maggie. Pudding loved his mom but had deformed feet, thus could not keep up with the little flock and was reared by hand. His feet are now strong and fine and he turned into a feisty little chicken. 

Time will tell how their lives pan out. Right now they are just enjoying being much-loved free-range chicken pets.

Back Yard Chickens - by Author, H Gibson

Tuesday, 18 June 2019

Upon Feathered Dragons and Chicken Meditations

Upon Feathered Dragons and Chicken Meditations
Article by Author H Gibson, The Chronicles of Han.

What appeals to me most about chickens are that they remind me of feathered dragons.
Each one has a personality with a fierceness for survival just under the surface.

This is little Luna. She refuses to grow and her brothers and sisters are twice her size.
Luna decided she wished to join me in my meditation sessions, calmly taking a position best suited to the situation.

This is not by co-incidence but every time I settle down to meditate, resulting in extremely calming sessions.

I'm just glad she is a little chicken.

Anyone interested to come and experience my chicken meditation sessions welcome to visit by appointment. Contact me via email from my website 

Saturday, 15 June 2019

Adventures of Duke the Dog - Moma Cat introducing the kittens

One day Moma-cat suddenly disappeared with strange noises coming from the room where she had gone into.

Late that evening, the Boss allowed me to visit her. She was cuddling three new critters, so small my heart melted.

I licked Moma, congratulating her on our beautiful babies. Moma allowed me to sniff at them but not touch them otherwise.

Copyright © 2009-2019 H Gibson Chronicles of Han

Saturday, 25 May 2019

Adventures of Duke the Cattle Dog - HF stands for 'Human Food'

HF - Human Food

I never had human food before coming to my new family.
I did not know that what they eat can be so absolutely delicious.
My first encounter was what they call 'bread'.
Bread comes in flat pieces, balls, crumbs, rolls, and huge heavy loaves. All delicious. Sometimes a bit sour. Sometimes sweet. Sometimes salty.
I savour every bit of human food I get.
Mom says she 'trains' me with these tidbits, but I feel that I actually teach her. I do things and she puts words with it. Then we agree that this action is going to be called something and when she asks me to do it, I do it.
When we correlate and understand each other, she gives me human food. She refers to it as a 'reward'.
I could not care much, as long as I get the bit of food.
The only human food I eat with a bit of resistance is what they call 'vegetables'. I am never sure about the green, juicy, leafy things.
I am not allowed to eat the plants outside as this is called 'garden', but then they give me 'vegetables'. Very confusing.

Duke is owned by Author, H Gibson,
Copyright © H Gibson Chronicles of Han 2009-2019

Tuesday, 14 May 2019

Adventures of Duke the Cattle Dog - Hello Mama-Cat

Hello Mama-Cat

Wow! Hold on!

What have we here?

I have not encountered anything like you before.


Do not come close.

But over the porch she walks. Confident, determined, with a firm step, her belly bulging from side to side.

Oh. Hallo!

I actually like you.

She purrs and rubs up against me and I do not know what to do.

She goes over and drank my water and ate my food.

I allowed her to.

My Mom seems pleased and I am happy when she is delighted.

She calls this creature Mama-Cat, inviting her into our home.

Mama-Cat can come and go as she pleases.

She stays with us through the day and goes away at night.

I wait for her in the morning to return to us and am so happy when I see her, I just wish to eat all of her, but end up slobbering all over her instead.

You see, I do not eat friends.
Copyright © H Gibson Chronicles of Han 2009-2019
Duke and Deebasri is owned by the Gibson Family.