Yesterday we updated the “About Us” area at the right side of this blog and mentioned we have 8 chickens.
Well, old chickens tend to die and this morning we found one dead in the pen.
We feel a bit sorry as all hens are so funny and get on so well with the dogs.
But we seem to be the only ones who are sorry because we do not see any grief with the other chickens.
The cockerel is as masculine as ever (prefers to talk to impress his ladies – and probably the ones in the neighbours garden - with his sound, shiny black feathers and impressive look) on top of the table near the French doors.
From the kitchen we can see him standing there.
He loves to play the hero but he is still a bit afraid of the dogs (who do not hurt him) and still thinks we are stronger and bigger. Power also seems to be in the eye of the beholder!
One chicken less is less eggs but that is not why we keep them. Chickens are great fun, especially when they behave like members of the family!
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