April 2, 2013: Chicken Love!

It's a beautiful day and having finished updating my financial records, I sauntered into the living room.  I could hear Cal chatting out back, and found him on the chaise lounge with one chicken on each knee feeding them.  They were just a chatting away with him.  Mabel is the sweetest little girl.  She just climbed up his chest and sat down, talking all the time.  Barbara was her usual demanding self, but does seem to love her daddy, and his raisins.

 It was a wonderful, peaceful moment, just watching from inside as Cal carried on his conversation with the girls.  They did not even notice or comment on his black eye.  

And before you jump to conclusions, No I did not deck him.  ( not that every wife hasn't wanted to smack the hubby on occasion).   How he managed to fall out of bed, turn over in mid air and land on the corner of the night stand with his right eyebrow I will never know.  I made for an exciting moment, hearing him hit the floor, and jumping up to find him clutching his head in a bloody hand.  Happy Easter to us.  Two stitches, ice and a bandage later, he was fine.

There is something so calming about watching chickens. I think they feel calmer watching us too, as they seem to want to congregate outside the bedroom sliding glass door and peer in, cooing happily.  Cocococo......brrrrrrr.  The chicken version of a mantra I think