|Lucy and Ethel, cruising the planters by our ‘beach’.|
I was up early, browsing the internet, getting my usual morning “news” on my family and friends from Facebook, only to hear, “Bock, BOCK, bock bock!”
|Lucy faces off with Storm. I think Lucy makes THE CAT uncomfortable!|
So I went outside to feed, water, uncover them for the morning, and let them stretch their legs in the yard for a few minutes.
Apparently, not long enough. Within minutes of my returning inside….”Bock, BOCK, bock bock!!” Oh dear.
|Scratching around the yard for goodies.|
Back outside I went to investigate, bringing along a couple of very ripe pears as a peace offering.
I returned to the warmth of my covers and hopped back into the internet.
“Bock, BOCK, bock bock!” No dice, apparently.
Ok. That’s it. Much to my dismay at having to leave my nice warm bed, I decided to head outside for a THIRD time to let them linger and scratch around outside of their coop. The 50 degree weather and the dense fog wasn’t so bad, and their soft cooing and ‘conversation’ proved to make it downright tranquil out back. Now that I was out there, I decided to take care of a few chores.
And though it was tranquil, and I did get a few things done, I was happy to get back inside to resume my morning cup of coffee and soak in some warmth.
You might ask why I put up with such discontented chickens…..
|Every morning, Lucy and Ethel have a couple of their lovely, large, brown eggs waiting, just for me.