Wot, no cheese???

I am! I am! I'm hopping from one foot to the other!!

I've been in contact with the battery chooks welfare thingamijib and.... I'm getting 4 rescue hens, and I can't wait! Well, I needed more chooks cos my 4 seem to be having fun and games with how often they'll lay... I am of the belief that they are playing some sort of wicked, evil chook game with me... so I wil have my eggs and I will give these little sweethearts a brand new spanking home... ok...... not new...... but done up! I'm off to paint their home purple... obviously, I figure it'll give off peaceful calming vibes til they're over the shock of landing at the Tardis... hope they can soon get used to the space/time differation...

On the Pootle and Perkin front, I had to make the hardest decision I've had to make in a long, long time.... the short and long of it is that they had turned rogue.. daft you amy think to be scared of 2 roosters, but they'd gone blinkin mental and everytime any one of us went into the garden, we were getting attacked... gone were my fluffy, sweet babies and they'd been replaced by 2 psycho chooks who would have you by the throat as soon as look at you.... then the day came, when little Mags went to go play and they got her, just missing her eye... poor love was beside herself... so I had to phone my dad, who came to take them away and I haven't asked or want to know what's happened to them... cowardly, yup.. but I kinda know.... and those of you who are thinking "What are evil cow you are" and "How could you!!!" well, I did... I don't regret it, I just feel incredibly sad that I had to... guilty as hell that I'd ever brought them into the world for this to happen, but in the same breath, if they'd had any glimpse of being vguely friendly, I would have worked like the blazes to find a way to keep them... but not much point in having the large garden I'd always dreamed of, when we were all too woosie to go out in it...!! And weirdly the gals started laying, the day after Pootle and Perkin had gone... and Jags, you were a star, thank you for listening to my ramblings and woes and tearing me hair out with guilt and tears and sobs....... your comment of "Do it, yer daft mare"... helped..!

And I have learnt my lesson and will never hatch anything again, I couldn't do this again for all the tea in China... so off I pootle (sob) to go paint the gals new home, I hope they like purple... can chooks see in colour???