A Brooding Chicken

My WEF (White-eared friend) has decided to brood! All she does is sit on the nest! How boring!

Everyday, the nice lady takes her off the nest so she'll eat something and drink some water.

I was in a nest box the other day when the nice lady came to move her. I kept trying to tell her that she needed to get outside and smell the roses--that life is too short to stay in the house. But, no-o-o, she wanted to stay on her nest.




Once she was outside she ate something, drank a little water, then she was back on the nest. I wonder how long this will last?




Doesn't she understand that since there is no rooster, there won't be any babies!? Since she isn't listening to me, maybe I should ask Sis to have "THE TALK" with her. Sis knows everything.




I miss having her with me when we're roaming. Get well soon, my WEF.

The Chicken Days of Summer

Man-o-man has it been hot! At least there has been a breeze blowing, and that helps a whole bunch. The nice lady opens up our house everyday so that it will air out during the day.






We love the time we have out of our pen. The grass is green and there is a nice patch of wheat that our people planted for us. It feels cooler out of our pen.

Sometimes I hold my wings out so I can get some air to my underwings. I also catch myself panting when we're out on a bug and worm hunt.

We have a waterer in our pen, but the water that is on the ground is too good to pass up. I'm sure it has more nutrients than the clear, clean water from the pan. Just ask Sis.





I heard that there might be rain and cooler weather coming in a few days. That news makes me want to chicken dance!

Home Alone

What's a chicken to do when she's left alone with her hen friends for five, count 'em, five days? (Really it was about four days, but it seemed like a long, long time.) I found things to do that I don't usually do, such as looking through this cement block. Kinda interesting, don't you think?

We didn't know what was going on and why we had to stay in that small pen. So we tried to make the best of it. I spent quite a bit of time gazing out at our favorite place to roam, hoping I would be able to get out there again.

Since the weather was warm, and the ground was dry, we spent time digging and sitting in our holes.

The lady who checked in on us would try to give us treats from her hand, but it just wasn't the same. We missed our nice lady.

Being left alone for so long, I felt like my world had been turned upside down.

It sure was boring here in the small pen with not much to break the boredom of the day. Now there are those who would say that we chickens don't know the difference. All I know is I was sure glad when our people got home.