Sunday, May 15, 2011

The Chicken Whisperer

If there is such a thing, Baby J will be one, without a doubt. Any time we venture outside, I find her with her shoes off, sitting in the coop in the middle of straw and chicken shit... cuddling chickens like they are children. The mama gene is there, no doubt. She will hug, cuddle, kiss and wrap in a blanket if given enough time without strict supervision. Chickens are her passion. Anytime we are not doing something she asks to visit the chickies.  Even when we are busy she wants the chickies. If she could get away with it, she would have them back in the house, for sure. the funny thing is, even when the other kids cant seem to catch a chicken to hold/cuddle or just pet.... Baby J can sit right down and they come up to her. They either let her catch them, or she has a magic touch.

The little chicken whisperer in action.

Chickens do make lovely hats, don't you agree? LOL

 Not at all thrilled that she is being forced to leave the coop for the night... because it is getting dark.

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