It is amazing how much you can learn about life from watching chickens. It is rainy and wet here today and the coop is mainly a puddle of muddy stuff. All 17 chickens were up off the ground until they saw me coming. In this life of business I can count on them needing me. ha ha
As I approached the coop they began to cluck more and more. You know I like to talk to them. I don't call them by name or anything, that would just be silly. But I do talk to them. I read somewhere that me talking to them calms them down. What I need to know is what to tell them to get them to stop pooping so much!
Anyway, as I got near they all crowded the doorway. When I stepped in and began to put the food out in the dry corner they bunched up and left me. All but two of them. Two of the hens I feed out of my hand most days. They stay on the roost and I will talk to them as they eat scratch out of my hand. Wow! Isn't life sometimes like that? There are those in life who only are near us because they want something from us and then there are those who are close because they care. Yes, I realize the absurdity of claiming the two hens care for me but follow the bouncing ball. There are also those who care for us who remain close no matter what we go through.
15 of my chickens usually fight over the scratch . . . two of them eat right out of my hand. Isn't favor a matter of being close to those you care about? Oh wow, way too deep to just be talking about chickens.
Friday, October 9, 2009
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