General Chat

Abigail, your place sound like home from home, thinking of sending our hens and ducks for a holiday with you, sure they would love it :))))
Would you take our two goats for a few days ? we spend our life trying to get them back into their part of the orchard as we think they have taken a liking to our rams, now that would result in something interesting :))))

xx Jill in France

Well we knew our duck was a girl cos she laid us an egg every morning:))

I wonder why I have never had animals that roger each other?

We did have friends who's male dog fancied there other man dog though, maybe they rogered out of my sight though, I was only young when this happened.

sniff sniff is that you Jeanette..phew


Marion

Do you like my new name Merlin! lol

Jeanette. Sounds rather "Fishy" to me. .M. :o))))>xx

We used to have a duck too Lynda when we were kids. We got it as a duckling and named it Miss Ellie after the woman on Dallas...lol...but had to change it to Elton Duck when we realised out mistake! Well, do you know how to sex a duck???

It didn't like being outside and used to knock on the back door to come in. Anyway, we had to get rid of it cos it kept rogering Mum's yorkshire terrier! lol. It used to jump on her back and grab the scruff of her neck in its beak! lol

We had an Aylesbury duck, she lived in the shed, but cos we had her from a day old, she lived in the house for about 4 weeks, then when the nasty fox attacked her, we had her living in the hall 'til she got better, visitors were a little astounded when they rang the door, but what a lovely suprise she was for them:))

Abigal where you been you been hiding, you have brought a lot of smiles to a lot of faces, keep telling us about your rogering dogs for ever more LOL

I am starting a list now, it'll be for those who bring a smile to my face, you are on top, and it is very needed today, thanks:)

Oh gawd, you lot can really tell a good tale.

Ta for the laughs !

E x

PMSL Lynn!

Geese are the worst
when my girls were little we went to a farm that was open to the public,
nasy things started chasing us, and me being me ran around flapping my arms like crazy, scared to death, lol
fell over a log, and had these 3 geese pecking me all over,
I was screaming my head off, the kids thought i was going to die, so they were screaming too pmsl
then one of them knicked my pack of fags out my back pocket, and bloody ran off with them
broken bits of fag everywhere,
I wasnt bothered about the peck marks, just wanted me fags , crappy animals
xxLynnxx

Mum used to keep chickens when we were kids...evil things they were that pecked your toes when you went to collect the eggs. I was overjoyed the day they were croaked and was first in line to pluck all of their mangey feathers off! lol

We used to have Bantams many years ago. Draw a line in the dust and gently push the birds head down to the line.

Move the chicken back a it and let it carry on doing its free range thing ....but it wont cross the line - dont ask me why?

Hello (rubbing sides of head where they hit the door jamb)!!!

Thank you for your appreciation (mwah, mwah!)

*Bows* but thinks better of it as back twinges!

I have been tidying up and making a birthday card for a friend who we will be going to see later.

Does anyone have hens?

We hatched two this summer.

It all started when my son came downstairs looking as if he really had killed his sister this time and was a bit worried about breaking it to me.

I discovered that he had bought an egg from the school Spring Fair and had made a nest on his desk out of his bits of baby blanket.

He had put the desk lamp on the egg to warm it but it had rolled off the desk and smashed on the floor.

Personally, I think it was trying to get away from the smell of the baby blankets as my son insists that I ruin them if I wash them. I insist that he keeps his bedroom door shut because these blankets are not like the socks that crawl to the washer and climb inside.

Oh no. These are malicious, vindictive and thoroughly common blankets that trip unsuspecting people up on the stairs and then try to suffocate them with their smell.

Anyway, I explained to him that the egg was never going to be a chick under any circumstances and borrowed a friend's incubator and six of her free range eggs.

After three weeks, two of the eggs successfully hatched and we have Marilyn and Poppit. Poppit because I thought for hours after it hatched that its next breath would be its last, although I did not tell my son that!

We raised them in the house until the weather finally warmed up (bearing in mind that it was July) which has left them with an unfortunate taste for cat food and television. We have to wedge the doors and windows open only a crack so that they cannot get back in.

They are like a crack survelliance team, waiting for one mistake with a window so that they can barge past you, and I have to be ever so careful what we put on the television because they watch it through the window too.


The children staged a Hen Agility Championships last weekend. The daftest thing is that the HENS think they are cool. And the cats think the hens are hard.

Oh well, welcome to the asylum - I have two official loonies in the family so I suppose it makes sense!?

re arrange these words: GRIN

List - flying - a - couldn't - fig - a - give - I -about.

I'm still cleaning the tea off my keyboard after reading Abigail's posts! LOL

Mary

COME BACK ABIGAIL PLEASE

your tails of back garden animal life are wonderful, thank you,
more, more, more, take a bow.

bl**dy brilliant, almost choked on me hob nob
thank you ~~~~~~~~~
xxLynnxx

I am .....NO MORE ALCOHOL for me...never

Jean lovely to see you sending you my very best wishes....

Hiya Aunty Jean...how ya doing?

Hayley....are you telling me you're on the wagon! *faints* lol

Mary....who knows?

Thankyou Hayley xxxx

Never heard of any list before.......am I on it?!! ;-)))

Nah probably not - I'm too boring LOL

Mary