Do you remember Babs?
She is one of my fancy Polish crested chickens that I started from chicks last May. Babs was low chicken on the totem pole. Invariably, I would find her hiding in the henhouse...avoiding contact with all her fellow hens....fearful of being pecked to death.
She is also unusual in that she does not shy from human contact. In fact, she seeks it. It has been her habit to come to my feet as soon as I enter the henhouse, to be picked up and loved for a few minutes.
Months ago I relocated Babs to the henhouse where my August chicks were growing. She got along nicely there and continues to live there with 10 hens and Kenny Rogers (rooster). Each day she comes to my feet and asks to be picked up. We talk, we take a short walk and then she is ready to be put back down again.
Yesterday was such a lovely day that I let Babs and her girlfriends out of their yard. They spent the afternoon rummaging through the leaves, eating bugs and grass, and investigating the world outside the henhouse.
When I walked down to check on them,
Babs came running up to me.
I picked her up.
We talked.
We walked.
Babs rode on the gator.
Then back with her flock she went.
She is a most unusual chicken....the only one out of my 80+ girls who behaves this way. I often wonder what she thinks when I walk into the henhouse. She is quite the talker, though, and always has lots of tales to tell me (usually stories about Kenny Rogers and the other hens). And then we both cackle!
Comments
Babs sounds so much like our friend..enjoy..lol. What a fun time.
Judi B.
Teacup Lane (Sandy)
tell Bab's, I think she is most Lovely...
Now don't laugh, Gary & I were watching PBS last nite, about Guinneas, Roosters & Hens.
In one of the clips they did a docit on this lady who had a white Chinese Bantam(?) that she treated & pampered as if it were a poodle!, right down to putting little panties(w/a diapie) on her hen. She took it in the pool with her. It lived in the house w/it's own special bed/nest.. and she would bath it w/baby shampoo & blow dry it's feathers...She even took it shopping with her & carried it in one of those 'doggie purses'...and for a special treat, would buy a McD burger & give it a few piece of the bun! I kid you not, had I not seen it I would not have believed it...please, I know you love bab's, but don't OD! lololol!
hugz from us to you, oh and do I need to send Bab's an e-mail about the 31st? hee hee hee!
Thanks for being there when I get here.
Margret
In the past few weeks, I seek out your blog just before bed. You see, I work with the sordid members of society, and my spirit is sometimes disheartened after a day at work. These photos and stories of your pets ease my mind so I can sleep peacefully.
Thank you for the calm.