As evidenced by the photos below, the chickens had a nice free-range outing on Monday.
Please tell me the newly-empowered Chicky is NOT chasing Errol Flynn!
She certainly enjoyed a good scratch in the dirt!
Can you deny Errol's handsome-osity? His tail feathers are finally growing back. I think the brutish black hens were yanking them out for kicks!
"Make sure you get my best side!"
"Easily done. Every side is my best side!"
"Gotta go! Business to attend to!"
Lord Gaga didn't have much time for me either.
Meanwhile, inside the house...
...a chipmunk sat on the window box, tormenting the hell out of Naomi.
And why is it 23C in April, with severe thunderstorms and tornado watches and warnings? (August, maybe, but July?) Just last Thursday, I was watching snowflakes and ice pellets outside my office window.
This is the same weather disturbance that just schnockered the US. Last night there was a big thunderstorm, and my 80-lb dog Tristan crawled up and lay across me as I was flat on the couch, watching TV. Note that our dogs are not allowed on the furniture! But Tristan enjoys taking liberties, especially when he's scared.
Ah, spring in Canada: snow, rain, flood watches and now tornado warnings... but at least the chickens are happy!