The Girls Have Moved

The girls have moved to Franktown, a community north of Colorado Springs. They didn't just pack up and leave in the night.

Here is the story:

My house is for sale and I am moving to South Carolina. I put a winterized chicken waterer for sale on Craigs List. An interested lady emailed me. Ironically her name is Deanne and her email address is Deanne@deannesgarden or close. She is a part of http://www.localharvest.org/farms/M28418. I love these cosmic coincidences. We talked on the phone. She expressed interest in my girls. She has something like 100 chickens, many of fancy bloodlines. She even has a quarantine area (not for bird flu) for those who don't feel well. I didn't ask if she gives them chicken soup. Hildegarde was not feeling well and Deanne was willing to try to bring her back to good health. It helped that she has an Americauna rooster who might marry Hildegarde. Deanne drove her big honkin' truck to pick up the girls. They rode in the cab of course. Since then she has kept me posted about their progress. Hildegarde sat on a nest for the first few days. Deanne put some eggs under her thinking she was broody, but apparently not. My 4 girls come to greet Deanne when she comes out to feed and she calls them by name: Hildegard, Rosie, Lacey and Goldilocks. They joined right in to the larger family and have made many new friends, telling them about life in the big city.

I miss them but am so thankful they have a great home!

Rosie wins the prize

Running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running, running around and around and around and around and around, Lacey chasing Rosie. Why? Rosie caught a mouse. It must be dead by now, if not from a blow from Rosie’s beak, at least from fear while dangling from Rosie’s beak and being grabbed at by Lacey. I watched the final act of this play. Rosie swallowed the mouse whole. Like a snake she worked it down a bit at a time. I suppose Rosie’s eggs are no longer organic, certainly not vegetarian.

Ivy's opinion of gardens

Gardens are nice for people. Gardens make people happy. I will wait inside doing chin-ups until later in the day when I go out to watch for little meeeses who may come out to play!