Posted 06-01-2004 at 18:10:47
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Well, in case y'all didn't know, I probably ain't supposed to have chickens, but I don't care. My back yard is totally secluded, so I can do what I want back there, HEY, I am paying for this house, I should be able to have a few chickens.
ANYWAY, Shelby took the dog out to do her business, and FORGOT to CLOSE the GATE. The buffs are not accustomed to using the stairs up to the carport, BUT the sussex are.
I hear a knock at the door, I open the door and there stands Tiffany wide eyed and pointing saying something about the chickens are loose. I slip on my flip flops and come running. The poor neighbor boy was in a tight spot, he was trying to get one of them out from in between where the neighbors fence and our fence overlap, but couldn't for the life of him figure out how the chicken got in there Well, she was stuck, and stuck good, the dummy. I got down to the side of the house and had to poke my fingers in there and back her out, and it wasn't easy, because if I removed my fingers for just a moment, she would go forward further into the gap again.
SO, Tiffany and Shelby are running around catching the escapees, and they are used to catching them, the boy is not, and he can't catch a one. LOL, its funny now, but I was mad at the time. The boy wanted to help, but he wasn't accustomed to catching chickens. I threw them one by one over the fence, AFTER retrieving the one that was stuck between the fences.
Let the yelling and cussing begin! Oh, I was hot, and sweaty, and dirty and pissed. I told Shelby if she EVER left that gate open again, she would be on restriction for one week!! I told her didn't she know if those chickens got out they could get run over, or a cat or dog could get them, or the neighborhood kids for that matter!!! (Excluding the ones who helped) As I stepped from the back steps to the carport, there is a board that has been laid down, because the washer leaks, and when it leaks, it comes into the walkway, well, it SLID, and as I was ranting and raving, I about busted my behind, my hip hurt the rest of the night.
I grabbed the hair cutting scissors and I called Shelby out to the back yard. She held the chickens, and I trimmed wings. (They had been getting over the gate in the evening waiting to be put away in the brooder)
Later, I apologized for being so ugly, I was just mad as a hornet. I told her to please be more careful and think about things, that keeping the gate closed is important. I will get a sign to help remind us all that says "Please Keep Gate Closed"
SOOOOO...I go out this evening to let the chickens in to put them in the brooder, for the last night, because they are getting their run built tomorrow at sunrise, and there stands one of them, on top of a load of dirty laundry, waiting, just waiting for me, ugh!! How did she get over that gate??? Their wings are trimmed SHORT!!! OH well, tomorrow night they will be snug in their run. :)