Remember this sad little girl, she came to us on the 18th April and we named her Angel.
An ex-battery hen that had been rescued from slaughter and then dumped by her 'rescuers' over the fence in the dead of night at our local poultry selling folk's house Mother Hen's Poultry. They put out an appeal on Facebook and I jumped at the chance to give her a home.
She had bald and sore bits where no girl should ever have bald and sore bits. She had absolutely no meat on her poor little bones and if it wasn't for a mischievous glint in her eye and a healthy comb I would have expected the worst.
Well here she is just over a month later.
She's had no real special treatment, just good food, freedom to roam safely and the companionship of our other girls. She's learnt to avoid the geese when they're in 'bossy mode' and keep out of the cockerels way when he's feeling over amorous. She's learnt that "chook, chook, chook", means Mum's here with the corn ration or with tasty goodies from the Veggie Patch, and she's learnt that it's nice to cuddle up with your friends in the Eglu at night, safe and secure in the knowledge that the good life will still be there in the morning.
She's also learnt that if you keep running, pesky folk with cameras can't get a good shot of you ....
... and if someone steps in the way to try and slow you down ....
...you niftily swerve around them .....
... and make your way back to your friends.
Life's so much better for this lovely little girl now, I'm so pleased she's settled in with us, and she even rewards us with an egg or two each week, something we totally did not expect. I wanted to finish with a photo of her face but no chance, she was too quick for me!!
The sun is shining here and us, and the chickens are looking forward to another day of tidying this place up, and trying to keep under control some of the weeds that are loving this topsy turvy weather.
I hope you're all enjoying the weekend.