Safety Glass
One of our Barred Plymouth Rock hens was checking out the scene on the deck this morning while Delilah napped nearby.
Apparently the dog wasn’t in a deep enough sleep to miss the vibes of a creature entering her sensory field.
Delilah spent a lot of yesterday barking at the sound of gunshots. It was the first day of the deer hunting season. Maybe this has her on a heightened sense of alert today.
We are grateful there was a safe glass barrier between our animals for their encounter this morning. No feathers were ruffled, although the dog did suffer a brief abolishment from the bedroom for her unrestrained outburst against the glass.
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Relative Something 
Your BPR hen looks quite the thing – similar to one’s Carlos was to arrange for me although I think his are a smaller version. (I’ll have to get back to him on that. His wife was working elsewhere so the hens moment in the sun was rather dimmed.) That said, Luis introduced three new hen characters the other day. He knows I like interesting personalities and these are just that. There is a big black hen, a white one with a tufted head and a smaller one that actually has the colourings of a rooster. It is quite a lesson in discrimination. The three new ladies are still doing their own thing at a distance. Happy families need time to work out their differences and rejoice in their commonalities.
Ian Rowcliffe
November 19, 2017 at 1:25 pm
Wonderful. We are planning to add to our numbers in the coming spring and are wondering how we will choreograph the merging of new and old.
johnwhays
November 19, 2017 at 5:52 pm