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Bok Bok Bok [20100315|20:52]
Mad Scientess Jane Expat
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Our neighbours one door over keep chickens in their garden. While they're away, we "look after" them. This involves checking their food and water supply, which is always ample, and collecting the eggs. The first time the neighbours asked us to do this, I baked snickerdoodles* for them using the eggs. I like to think this may have something to do with why they continue to ask us to look after their chickens.

The ladies weren't looking too cheerful over the winter, but now that it's spring, they've perked up and fluffed out. There's something very Chicken Run about the way they cluck and shuffle to attention when I come into the garden.

The Lineup


Blackie seems to be the leader. Certainly she is the most attentive, and the most likely to attempt to escape through the egg box while I'm collecting. Today they produced six (!) eggs between the four of them, so I had to keep shutting the lid to prevent her from making her usual bid for freedom.

The cats love to accompany me on these excursions, though I'm not sure they comprehend the chickens or the eggs as potential food. I'm happy to keep them ignorant of both of these facts, and the chickens are happy to help.

This Will Not End Well


And, indeed, it didn't. For Sputnik, anyway, who received a sharp peck on the nose when he got a little too close to Blackie's plump frame.

* A type of cookie that, when I brought them to work, was recognized by only one person - the other American in the group.
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[User Picture]From: sanat
2010-03-15 21:51 (UTC)
Eeeeeeee! Chuckins! (as it sounds like when the Kiwis say it)

Looks like a brown-egg-laying breed, yes? Most of the commercial eggs here are brown, I don't know why. I had to follow a tip to a street fair to find white eggs for my craft.
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[User Picture]From: nanila
2010-03-17 23:05 (UTC)
Yep, they lay brown/beige eggs. Very pretty they are, too! The shell shapes were a bit irregular over the winter, but they're perfect now.
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[User Picture]From: sekl
2010-03-15 21:55 (UTC)
I love the picture of Blackie and Sputnik. He still seems a bit kittenish in his posture and Blackie looks very no-nonsense.
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[User Picture]From: nanila
2010-03-17 23:05 (UTC)
Sputnik still acts like a baby, except when he's hunting. He's already quite a skilled mouser.
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[User Picture]From: swerve
2010-03-15 22:38 (UTC)
Sputnik's a brave soul. I'm mildly afraid of chickens, which probably has more to do with my lack of experience than with their actual ferocity. I would definitely take my chances for snickerdoodles, though.

I love your catmother tag.
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[User Picture]From: nanila
2010-03-17 23:06 (UTC)
Fresh eggs over-easy taste absolutely wonderful, too. They're worth the risk of pecking.
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[User Picture]From: cosmiccircus
2010-03-15 22:47 (UTC)
I LOVE snickerdoodles!

And I hope Sputnik wasn't too hurt by the peck!
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[User Picture]From: nanila
2010-03-17 23:07 (UTC)
Mmm, buttery sugary cinnamon-y goodness.

I think the only part of Sputnik that was hurt by the peck was his pride. He was in high dudgeon for at least five minutes.
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[User Picture]From: nanila
2010-03-17 23:10 (UTC)
That brings quite a mental image to mind.
"COCK-A-DOO-"
"Shut up, you."
"CO-"
"I said shut up. You crow when I say it's time."
*pause*
"Okay, you can crow now."
"Cock-a-doodle...do?"
"You call yourself a rooster? That was pathetic. Go practice your strutting. Seventeen laps, and I'll be counting."
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