Yesterday morning was a day of excitement...
if not for anyone else...
for me
The object of my excitement is a teeny ball of fuzz...
dark fuzz of the fowl kind...
a tender, sweet, delicate, vulnerable cotton ball...
small enough to fit inside an egg cup comfortably
the first chick hatched on Pilgrim's Farm
mama is fiercely guarding her spankin' new, tiny chick
(this photo was all I could get for now)
so much so, that when I heard a chicken commotion from the coop...
and went to investigate...
dear Milly, the new mama, came flying at me like a whirlwind
oh my...!
I expected something like that...
but, she wasn't kidding...
she left marks on my jeans that gave me a warning that this is no mama hen
to be fooled with
it's just as well...
because she took her tiny chick out of the coop and at least...
into the tall bush in the large garden
as for Big Red?
he is smart
he knows it's best to keep his distance...
he knows mama hens are no one to mess with
yeah, Big Red...
you're a good boy
May you have a blessed day, or night.
