I told you about our Life on the farm not long ago, how we were down to one animal each and Stew was our only chicken, a spoiled one to say the least.
Well we have boosted our chicken numbers, actually saved a flock from an unexpected journey to chicken heaven. A few days ago a neighbor asked me if Miss Cindy wanted his chickens, heck I don't know but I'll ask her.
Cindy didn't really want any more chickens, said once Stew lives out her days and naturally goes to that "Big Barnyard in the Sky" that we will be out of the chicken business.
Old Red (the neighbor) said that he understood completely, he is tired of taking care of animals, five of these chickens are only about a year old and one, Gert is as old as Stew.
Old Red then said "I thought that I'd ask you first before I got rid of them" I asked him what he was going to do with them and his answer was "I'm just going to shoot them".......
Tuesday was their first full day here and I found three eggs in the nesting boxes right where they should be, I guess all the bossing Stew is doing must be paying off, you would think that six chickens would gang up on Stew, but Stew is puffing up her chest, scolding, pecking, and keeping all the other chickens in line, I guess henpecking really works besides this is her turf.
Cindy was trying to leave for work when she noticed one of the little bunnies under her car;
She yelled "Hey Jimmy, get your gloves and come catch this bunny, he needs to be out back" I'm up for a challenge but I know that catching a little bunny with my hands isn't going to happen.
First off bunnies are fast and I'm not, second bunnies have teeth and claws on their feet, and my leather gloves may or may not stop a bite if I did catch him, I really don't want bunny scratches up my arms nor do I want to blog about how I got my butt kicked by a bunny.
I knelt down and looked under the car, the bunny was off like a rocket straight into the garage, now I am in the garage trying to entice this bunny back out the door, sitting under the truck he just stares waiting for my next move, I wave my gloved hands like an air traffic controller pointing towards the door, but I guess he didn't understand my signals.
He dashed right past me to the Cub Cadet (my garden tractor) and hid underneath it, I can't reach underneath so I go to the shop vac and grab a couple of tubes to gently push him towards the door, I guess I could have simply raised the deck but the shop vac tubes seemed like a good idea at the time.
Just as I get down onto my belly and stick the tube under the deck of the mower, the bunny dashes between the golf cart and wall, I get on the golf cart and slide across the seat just in time to see him dash to the front corner of the garage, there is a five gallon bucket sitting in this corner and it is right next to the door.
The bunny is trying to squeeze behind the bucket, I am still armed with my shop vac tubes and I slide the bucket away from the wall expecting to see a bunny in the corner, but he has vanished, in my mind he must have dashed out the door, this is exactly what I wanted, so I close the door and go inside.
But then Cindy gets home and as she walks in the house she says "Hey Jimmy, did you know that a bunny is sitting on your mower?".......
Forty five minutes later I am still armed with shop vac tubes and a fishing net, the bunny has now vanished in the back corner of the garage, I find him in the opposite corner, he vanishes and reappears on the mower, when he vanished again I put away my bunny catching tools and bring out "The Big Guns"
Do you feed animals outside like rabbits and birds?