Chicken sitting...

 

At the moment I'm chicken sitting while my friend is away.  There are just 2 girls who free range all day and usually get put into their extremely spacious chicken coop at night.  As my friend didn't want me to be feel obliged to visit twice a day, the girls have been left to the put themselves to bed at night.

 

 

 

 

I must admit to visiting them probably more often than my friend thought I would but as we seem to head out that way a fair bit it hasn't taken much to stop by. 

 

 

 

 

I usually compost our food scraps but it seems to be such a better use to take them out to the girls.  All it takes is a tap tap tap on the side of the container and they come running, well I'm sure you could even call it sprinting.  On the few days that we haven't dropped past, when we next go out there I'm positive those girls tell me off...such clucking you've never heard. 

 

 

 

 

One of the girls was extremely adventurous this morning and as I drove down their road I saw her on the wrong side of the fence, playing chicken near the road.  I wasn't sure what she'd do once I got close but thank goodness for the container of scraps because as soon as I started tapping she started running behind me.

 

Obviously the bugs on that side of the fence must of been pretty juicy because no soon had she eaten some of the scraps than back out she went and taking her sister with her.  Fortunately they got sprung and after a quick look around I found some more wire and covered their escape route.

 

 

 

 

These are 2 chickens that won't be crossing the road...