Yes, finally my birdies are in their coop. And not a moment too soon both for them and for me. Let me just tell you chickens in your library are NOT a good thing, even if you don't live in the house that said library is in. I think I am a little anal about these birds. I carried them a brooder at a time into their new digs and watched anxiously as they acclimated themselves. They ignored me as they went about the business of setting up house, pooping, jumping on the roost, pooping, trying out the new mega-feeder, pooping, gathering around the water cooler, pooping, and talking about me.
No doubt in chicken speak they were saying things like. "Get a load of our human! Doesn't she think we can handle this? She actually put Gaye-Gaye on the roost herself, like GG couldn't do it herself! Where do these people come from? Let's hope she doesn't plan on sleeping in here tonight. We're not sharing that new roost with her. Next thing you know, she'll be sitting outside the door just watching us! Geesh!" I am embarrassed to admit that yes, I did sit outside the coop and watch them for a while. But dang it, they are just so funny and entertaining to watch. Even if they were talking about me.
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