Chicken Chat – Broody Drama Queen
Welcome to another episode of As the Broody Clucks. Where the raging momma hormones take over a reasonably ditzy lazy hen.
I took Doris out of the nest box this afternoon, put her poofed up self on the ground, and she took off at a top speed weebly waddle run around the periphery of the whole back yard. Then, at the bottom of the hill, she ran into Betty at the compost pile where she wheeled around and headed in the opposite direction with Betty and Percy following close behind at top speed behind her into the side yard where they were out of my site. They returned a second later (the side yard is very small) in the same order Doris head down, poofed up, clucking and running with Betty and Percy in hot pursuit until they made it back to the compost pile where there was a bunch of yelling and clucking between Betty and Doris (Percy knows when to stay out of it) until Betty seemed to think she got her point across and she just walked away to go take a dust bath. Percy shortly followed when Doris turned on her. Which left the Broody Queen all by herself at the mulch pile still poofed up and clucking away. I should have videoed the whole incident, but I didn’t know that was her plan and wasn’t prepared. The other two were just like me, standing out of harms way just watching the whole thing in awe. Ignore her dirty bum, she could use a bath.
I took Doris out of the nest box this afternoon, put her poofed up self on the ground, and she took off at a top speed weebly waddle run around the periphery of the whole back yard. Then, at the bottom of the hill, she ran into Betty at the compost pile where she wheeled around and headed in the opposite direction with Betty and Percy following close behind at top speed behind her into the side yard where they were out of my site. They returned a second later (the side yard is very small) in the same order Doris head down, poofed up, clucking and running with Betty and Percy in hot pursuit until they made it back to the compost pile where there was a bunch of yelling and clucking between Betty and Doris (Percy knows when to stay out of it) until Betty seemed to think she got her point across and she just walked away to go take a dust bath. Percy shortly followed when Doris turned on her. Which left the Broody Queen all by herself at the mulch pile still poofed up and clucking away. I should have videoed the whole incident, but I didn’t know that was her plan and wasn’t prepared. The other two were just like me, standing out of harms way just watching the whole thing in awe. Ignore her dirty bum, she could use a bath.
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Hi, my name is Anne and I found you thru the barn hop (mine is Farm Friday: What I've Learnt). You're a hoot! Glad to see someone else who finds chickens as entertaining as I do!
ReplyDeleteHi Anne, Thanks for visiting and following :) My girls almost always entertain me in some way.
DeleteBetter than daytime t.v.!
ReplyDeleteand nobody ended up in a coma in full makeup looking beautiful or found out thier sister was sleeping with thier mother's second ex-husband :)
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ReplyDeleteGreat chicken story and chicken names...You should write a book! Thanks for linking up with the farmgirls!
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Thanks Deb! I love Farmgirl Friday and always learn something new :)
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