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.

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