The next weekend, the little gal who now owns the hens,etc told me that they had gotten two eggs and that the hens and peeps were doing great.
Happy ending to this story. Now to make friends with the New Golden Girls, and to move them into the flock .....
The horses are so used to chickens by now, that when they are in the aisle for tacking up or grooming, they pay no attention to the poultry. One evening this week, Lucky ( the one chick that survived the Great Chicken Murder a few weeks ago) was now practicing crowing- yes HE is a rooster to be. He has discovered that going into his little 'house' each evening is not what He sees as good- so it's a circus trying to corral him in the correct direction. This one particular evening, there were two of the boarders grooming their horses in the aisleway. I'd herded Lucky Almost towards his house, when he stopped. Looking up at the rather round red Hafflinger above him, he flew up High and landed on the pony's BACK! The pony was surprised as could be but handled it all great. He wriggled his skin on his shoulders and back, and Lucky flew down again. That was when he went into his night time house. Whew..... We all were laughing at the surprised pony AND that young rooster sitting on his back.
Lucky's picture is below....
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