Our latest bunch of chicks are a few months old, and every day Daniel runs out of time before leaving for work, and asks me to feed them. So at various times during the day, I open the door and throw out rice or bread scraps or whatever is on hand. Rather predictably, I have conditioned these chickens to come running at the sound of an opening door. Sadly, these chickens also think it is their right to walk in the house-- perhaps to browse the pantry?
Add to this equation one active toddler who loves opening doors and chasing things. We can see where this is going....
Yesterday I was occupied with something, when the screen door popped open and a flood of chickens raced in, followed by the babes, who was chasing them using a belt as a whip and yelling "SHHH, SHHH!" (a noise they use here to herd animals). This was followed by 20 minutes of me racing around the kitchen, trying to catch scattered running chickens (before they left me any 'presents' on the floor), while being 'helped' by a belt-wielding toddler. Fun times here on the farm.
And that basically sums up why I have not been blogging as frequently :)
Oh Cathleen!!! I just love this post! And while I totally understand why you haven't been blogging as much, I've missed you! I came here the other day and browsed through your 'books' section. I now have a nice little reading list going. :) thanks. Oh and where are those mud boots from? Walking to school most days in rainy Virginia weather has me on the hunt for a cute/affordable pair of rain boots.
ReplyDeleteHey Jena! Thanks! I just read a reeeally good book and I'm so excited to put a review up soon.... so I'll leave you in suspense for another post :) Those boots were a hand-me-down from my sister, but I think they were originally from Espirit years ago. You could check ebay?
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