Cleaning up the poop deck. Literally.

Ahoy hoy listeners of chicken related tales! Again, why not start with the most exciting bit? As this is my 3rd post I figured it was about time that I treated you all to a little video of Madonna, who is still very content by the way. Yes you read correctly, A VIDEO! A rather bad one at that, and poorly filmed, but A VIDEO none the less.


So here is the little lady being given (what I can only naturally assume is her craving food), some cucumber! Like I said, really sorry about the poor filming skills, she was bashing the cucumber up and so as it fell I was picking it up and giving it back to her!

It seems Mealworm won't interest her in the slightest. It's cucumber or nothing. The video also illustrates what I said before about Coco being the loudest most fussy little lady in the crew. All that noise was just letting me know that she was about to lay an egg and I should get the hell out of there...which I did. 


Other Clucking Fantastic Events:


In order to help the pirate cause I had a little go at seeing if I could persuade any of the chickens to perch on my arm!  With the help of a low starting wall and A LOT of Mealworm, Big Mama and Audrey gave it a go, and seemed pretty happy to do so. To be honest though Big Mama has always wanted to be close to people and Audrey just loves being up high so the fact that those were the two girls that did it wasn't really much of a surprise.


Also note, if you will, the very stylish way that I have done the button up on my jacket. Obviously I was going for the edgy miss-matched effect you see. We're all cool kids here. 


So the last thing I should mention is that this morning and this afternoon Helga and Audrey did not give up on the cat food fight.  Here's my report:


Events live from the kitchen boxing ring:




In the Garden corner wearing recently re-grown feathers and weighing an astounding 'I'm a lady and therefore do not reveal my weight' lb is, you won't keep me in a cage, Heellgaa.

In the kitchen corner wearing a black fur coat and weighing in at  'I love Felix cat food' lb and a half is, I'm jealous of everything and everyone, Heeeeeeendrix. (Pause for crowd roar).


The match got off to a roaring start with a lot of head bobbing from Helga as she was ducking and weaving to find a way in. 
Hendrix retaliated with some boggy looks and impeccable ignoring manoeuvres which are second to none. 


After a good 30 seconds of pure, heated, on the edge of your seats kind of stuff, action....Helga got bored and left...

So the winner...I wasn't even trying, Heeendrix!!!!


Well that's about it for now, if you're just popping by I would love to know what you think. 


Until next time chicken friends.