Hey, everybody!!
Dolly here with some exciting news.......
We are free ranging!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
Now you might be wondering what took so long, so here's the scoop.....
I hate to say it, but our mama is a chicken!! Of, course I don't mean literally, well, I guess our mama back at mypetchicken.com literally was a chicken; but I mean our mama here at Turkey Creek Garden. She's a chicken too, because she kept saying that she was going to clip our wings so we could free range, but then she would chicken out. (There are just way too many chickens in this paragraph, but since this is written by a chicken, what did you expect!)
Anyway, the girls and I were beginning to wonder if we were ever going to run free and then we heard that our grandfather, Tom, was coming to see us. This was great news because he is a Ballard Road country boy and we had high hopes that he would shame Mama into
getting this free ranging business underway.
Sure enough, after pecan pie and a good cup of coffee, Tom and Mama came out to the coup and the clipping commenced!! Clip, clip, and we were free! Out in the garden there were delicacies everywhere; you just can't imagine it. Worms, grubs, muscadine leaves, you name it. We roamed around for about an hour, then Tom and Mama started calling us to the coop. Of course, I knew just what to do and went right in the door. Reba came in behind me. Tanya and Patsy.......well, let's be kind and say they just got a little confused as to where the door was. Tom had to herd them in with a rake. It was all very undignified.
The next day, Tom was gone and Mama didn't come out until about an hour before dark to let us do some free ranging. We knew what we were supposed to do this time and hurried right out into the garden to start scratching around. Mama sat down to relax and read her Kindle, but the girls and I got together and decided to stress her out just a little; you could call it pay-back for waiting so long to clip our wings. We headed straight for the fence closest to the dogs and started acting like we were going to try to flap up over the gate. You should have seen her come flying out of that chair in a blind panic!! It was epic!
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| Mama's dogs, Fred and Ethel. Mama loves Ethel, but I've got to say that I think that is one ugly dog. I mean really; she's colored just like the bark on that pine tree!! |
She let us stay out until it started getting dark. Then we realized what she was up to. She was trying to find out if we would head for the coop on our own when the sun went down. We decided it was probably best to stay on her good side, so we headed to the coop when it began to get dusky dark and she started ringing her bell. (Did I mention that Mama thinks she has trained us to come to the coop when she rings a cow bell. Bless her heart! She came home one day, several months back, wagging a cow bell. Morning and evening, she would ring that darned bell and stick her hand filled with hen scratch in the run. We'd all go eat out of her hand. but it had nothing to do with the bell; we just like scratch.) This time Reba and Patsy followed me inside the coop, but poor old Tanya got confused again, and Mama had to actually catch her and throw her inside. I'm going to have to have a talk with her!
So there you have it, free at last!
Love ya'll,
Dolly
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that they are endowed by their Creator with certain unalienable rights;
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