Apparently, there was some sort of misunderstanding… or my mood’s rubbing off on the girls, cuz they were PISSED today. All of them. Now, I don’t want to sound sexist… lord knows… I would never…
But, having generally hired women for my businesses, I find that… how to put this… they sometimes… let’s say… synchronize in a way that… merits marking on the calendar. And staying out of the office. And not answering the phone. Maybe leaving town for a couple of days.
Well, anyway, I stood out there yelling “THAT MUST BE HARD FOR YOU!”, “DID YOU LOSE WEIGHT?!”, “I’M SORRY!” and stuff at them. Nothing worked. So, I just recorded them for your listening (or ringtone) pleasure.
Wow – what DID you do to piss them off like that, Rian? My husband said that was an “excellent capture” of your chickens. He thought at first I’d left the side window open, so clearly I must have pissed off chickens, too, and not have realized it.
As it turns out, the root of the problem is that they ALL wanted to lay eggs at about the same time, and one of them, the Ameraucana, decided she was going to stay with her egg through adulthood.
A nasty forceful ejection by Dottie finally brought the whole stand-off to an end, but not without a lot of complaining and sympathetic bok-bokking.
Thanks for that. I needed a good laugh tonight. Cracked me up. Really. My girls haven’t squawked that much in a long time.
Love that recording! They do sound kinda pissed. Maybe they’re pissed off because they’re each convinced that this last egg was destined for Chicken Harvard, and you keep *stealing* them?? I know they’re not fertilized, but are they smart enough to know?