Our rooster is unhappy, what with the rains lately. The volunteer hen has been hiding, and our pet hen is indoors currently, so he’s lonely, but too grumpy to stay on the porch where he could be dry and have more frequent visits.
The pet hen is indoors because she had a bit of bumblefoot, and there’s no point in her being outside in all the wetness with that healing up and bandages in place.
But they’re all otherwise healthy. And they’re all still endearing idiots lol. The rooster is the biggest idiot of them all, but chickens are not exactly bright.
The pet hen, she’s decided this is her house, and we servants are not moving quick enough to follow her orders. Her orders are usually either : give me that food, monkey; or: move me to that place, monkey. With her foot bandaged up, she can’t just jump everywhere since that foot slides off of things sometimes, so she’ll come and squawk at one of us until we follow her to where she wants to be, then pecks a foot while hopping until she’s lifted into place.
Most of the time, that’s the old cat hammock in the window. She nestles in there and scolds anything that walks or flies by.
Sometimes, it’s “her” spot on the couch. But that’s actually my usual spot. If someone else puts her there, she screeches and squawks at them if they try to sit down. Then, if they walk away, she does the same thing because she didn’t say they could leave without getting me. If it’s me and I try to walk away, it’s the same treatment, but she’ll jump off and follow me, squawking and flapping her wings until I go back, put her up, and then sit down.
No pets, only sits. No, get your damn dirty paws off of me monkey, no pets, only sits.
She likes sitting on the arm of the couch with me in the seat. But petting is by appointment only, and her calendar is full.
Normally, she only comes in for a few hours in the evening, and isn’t that demanding lol.
Believe it or not, she’s good company. I’ll put on some music and we’ll sing along. Sometimes, she just wants to be close to me, nestled up to my side, or sitting on my leg. When she’s in that mood, she makes those cute chicken trills and purrs, just content to be there. Which is why I put up with the rest lol. The damn bird loves me as much as a chicken loves anything but food.
She’s actually right here next to me, alternating between preening, pecking at the letters on the tablet screen, and making cute noises so I’ll pay attention to her while she preens.
Overall good.
Our rooster is unhappy, what with the rains lately. The volunteer hen has been hiding, and our pet hen is indoors currently, so he’s lonely, but too grumpy to stay on the porch where he could be dry and have more frequent visits.
The pet hen is indoors because she had a bit of bumblefoot, and there’s no point in her being outside in all the wetness with that healing up and bandages in place.
But they’re all otherwise healthy. And they’re all still endearing idiots lol. The rooster is the biggest idiot of them all, but chickens are not exactly bright.
The pet hen, she’s decided this is her house, and we servants are not moving quick enough to follow her orders. Her orders are usually either : give me that food, monkey; or: move me to that place, monkey. With her foot bandaged up, she can’t just jump everywhere since that foot slides off of things sometimes, so she’ll come and squawk at one of us until we follow her to where she wants to be, then pecks a foot while hopping until she’s lifted into place.
Most of the time, that’s the old cat hammock in the window. She nestles in there and scolds anything that walks or flies by.
Sometimes, it’s “her” spot on the couch. But that’s actually my usual spot. If someone else puts her there, she screeches and squawks at them if they try to sit down. Then, if they walk away, she does the same thing because she didn’t say they could leave without getting me. If it’s me and I try to walk away, it’s the same treatment, but she’ll jump off and follow me, squawking and flapping her wings until I go back, put her up, and then sit down.
No pets, only sits. No, get your damn dirty paws off of me monkey, no pets, only sits.
She likes sitting on the arm of the couch with me in the seat. But petting is by appointment only, and her calendar is full.
Normally, she only comes in for a few hours in the evening, and isn’t that demanding lol.
Believe it or not, she’s good company. I’ll put on some music and we’ll sing along. Sometimes, she just wants to be close to me, nestled up to my side, or sitting on my leg. When she’s in that mood, she makes those cute chicken trills and purrs, just content to be there. Which is why I put up with the rest lol. The damn bird loves me as much as a chicken loves anything but food.
She’s actually right here next to me, alternating between preening, pecking at the letters on the tablet screen, and making cute noises so I’ll pay attention to her while she preens.