Subdued and Sad Today
May 1st 2008 04:31
Things are a bit subdued at our place at the moment. Boots was definetly in disgrace for the rest of yesterday after her killing spree. The kids were most upset when they got home from school.
Lisa refused to talk to or pat Boots for quite a while; Matty, who adores the dog unreservedly, told her off firmly and Michael insisted I wash the animal's muzzle and mouth to get rid of any chicken blood.
All three went and stood solemnly in the chook run to see where the event had taken place and then wanted to be shown the carcass. Michael examined the ground for 'guts' and noted all the feathers.
Boots lay shivering under the dining table, averting her eyes from ours and refusing to eat. She tried to nestle against me on the sofa but I pushed her away.
This morning she is a bit more 'boundy' but hasn't eaten. She will not set paw into the run, which is good: the other chooks are remarkably unperturbed.
Rose is being 'weaned' : a painful process for her and me as she stands on her hind legs and throws her full considerable weight at the door to get in. She bleats loudly, piteously and constantly, unless I make no sound in the house. She is a pain and I can't wait for her to get into grass and pellets and start learning how to be a sheep.
Melbourne is enjoying a rainy day which is needed, but cold. I hear the farmers out West are revving up their tractors and doing their bit to help the world grain crisis.
Or are they just trying to pay their debts?
Who can tell....
Lisa refused to talk to or pat Boots for quite a while; Matty, who adores the dog unreservedly, told her off firmly and Michael insisted I wash the animal's muzzle and mouth to get rid of any chicken blood.
All three went and stood solemnly in the chook run to see where the event had taken place and then wanted to be shown the carcass. Michael examined the ground for 'guts' and noted all the feathers.
Boots lay shivering under the dining table, averting her eyes from ours and refusing to eat. She tried to nestle against me on the sofa but I pushed her away.
This morning she is a bit more 'boundy' but hasn't eaten. She will not set paw into the run, which is good: the other chooks are remarkably unperturbed.
Rose is being 'weaned' : a painful process for her and me as she stands on her hind legs and throws her full considerable weight at the door to get in. She bleats loudly, piteously and constantly, unless I make no sound in the house. She is a pain and I can't wait for her to get into grass and pellets and start learning how to be a sheep.
Melbourne is enjoying a rainy day which is needed, but cold. I hear the farmers out West are revving up their tractors and doing their bit to help the world grain crisis.
Or are they just trying to pay their debts?
Who can tell....
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