So, with the passing of our dear Charlotte, I have had to employ a new shoulder chicken. Luckily, Lemay was more than ready to take over this very important job!
We adopted Lemay and four other chickens last year via the Stormont, Dundas & Glengarry OSPCA shelter in Cornwall. These little cluckers were seized from the same barn as our pig Ophelia. They are all quite lovely (Lemay, Bonnie, Debbie, Julie and Mr. Carol, all named after shelter staff. (Mr. Carol wasn't "Mr." until he crowed and we discovered he was not a hen!) But Lemay is especially friendly.
She loves shiny things. Like iPhones!
Charlotte was a bit of an ambassador for our shelter, even though she wasn't adopted from there. But Lemay is a true SD&G OSPCA hen! I figure I'll take her to get her photo taken with Santa at the shelter's annual Christmas fundraiser this year. Heck, she can get her photo taken with the Easter bunny, too.
Isn't she a lovely girl?
She'll sit on your shoulder for ages.
I think she'll make a fine ambassador chicken!
Meanwhile, cats...
Some of the barn kids chowing down. Buttercup on the left, Missy on the right and ... er... I think that's Daisy at top centre and Redford at bottom centre, but Emerson hangs around in the barn a lot these days so that could be him there and not Redford. It's hard for me to tell from this angle!
I have too many orange cats! (Seven!)
Speaking of ornj kitties...
Honey is quite pleased to be a house cat now instead of a barn cat! But she still likes to go to the barn to visit her sisters and have some fun.
I call her my liquid cat. She loves to be held and goes totally limp in your arms.
And she has very kissable paws!
And this morning it was -30C. Again. I wish I were still on this beach in Jamaica!!!
Sigh. Y'all ("y'all", did you catch that? I'm trying to warm myself up by talking like a southerner!) know I love winter but this has been the coldest one I can ever remember and is setting records. Even the plastic parts on cars are cracking! And I have developed a knack for spilling buckets of water on my legs, on my jacket and in my boots.
Sigh...