Have you met Noodles; Pie; Dumpling and Stew?
These girls are especially handy in the garden. Especially Stew.
Stew is into everything. She thinks she is a person disguised as chook.
When it’s time for planting, she is always front and centre to supervise.
She makes sure the holes are just the right depth
and that any plants will fit perfectly.
This is called the head measurement test.
Dumpling doesn’t care much for for Stew, I can imagine here she is waiting for a landslide.
Once the plant has been approved of, and the human has placed it into the hole, it requires rigorous inspection. Of course Stew is in charge of quality control. As you can tell.
There’s another reason we call her Stew, you know.
It’s short for stupid.
One day, her head is going to get too close to this shovel, right on the downward swing.
Talk about running around like a headless chook.
That’s beautiful. I would love to have red chooks here, but Hubby doesn’t seem keen. I love the names of your chooks. When we were on acreage I wanted to get two cows and call them Steak and Chips.
Our dog is the same about digging, but “running around like a headless dog” just doesn’t seem to have the same ring to it!
how hilarious!
what a very nosy chook, but so delightful!
She is indeed a very nosy chook. She is so funny to watch, she ‘talks’ to me whenever I am outside and chases the dog away. She really does think she is a person, the only chook I have ever had that has a personality like this. She has to have her beak in *everything*.
Love those names!
My brother calls eggs ‘bumnuts’, too. I find it distressing while I’m eating them. At other times, though, it’s pretty funny.
Classic! Loving the imaginative names and their nutty antics. I love what chooks produce (the eggs not the fertiliser) but seriously, they are the silliest animals ever… of course, I own the sillies DOG ever, so who am I to talk??
:-)
BB
I have explained to the dog the process of putting food *in* and getting food *out* aka chooks, but he is still unimpressed. He thinks doggie poos are perfectly acceptable.
Oh we want chooks, but are too worried about the local cats!
BTW, I saw some scouts at Darling Harbour yesterday, immediately thought of your boy. I didn’t see any of them looking peaky, so perhaps it wasn’t his group!
You should have run up and yelled “anyone here called geek boy”? Too funny. Your comment actually put my mind to rest a lot about him down there – thanks. (and yes, he did the harbour tour yesterday)
It is so long since I saw chooks in action (my grandparents had chooks) that I have forgotten their habits. Presumably they find good things in holes….
I hope your boy survives Scout stuff happily.
awe chickens are awesome!
I want two or three chickens. My husband does not want them at all. Says they attract rats. I said, “Well, then we need to get a couple cats”, which he says will attract the coyotes, and then I said, “Well, we need to get another dog, a younger one, more guard doggish, and then he said, ‘Eggs are $1.39 a dozen. We will buy them”.
You crack me up with those names!
Awww, love having chookies, they’re such funny persons ;)
YAY! Don’t chooks just make you smile with their chookiness? Even looking at the photos of yours puts a silly smile on my face. We had a chook once who was so curious about gardening that she stuck her head between the tines of the garden fork a second after I had shoved it into the ground! Her name was Lucky after that.
LOL – reminds me of out own flock of little cluckers (We have 5 girls: Henrietta, Rosie, Kentucky, Clucky and Lucky)
…. try and dig anywhere in the garden and Henrietta has her great gob in the way.
Why is it that the smallest hen is often the most curious / biggest glutton of the flock, always putting their beak in the middle of everything just in case sunflower seeds or big fat worms may magically appear??
(looks like Stew is your smallest in the pic).
You are smack bang on the money there, Amanda – Stew is the smallest of the girls. And the quickest. Laughing at your chicken ‘Kentucky’. Funny!
Oh – Alyson – what a great word. ‘Chookiness’. I like it.
I had contemplated as a child that chickens didn’t deserve to be eaten. And then I met them and concluded that they got what they deserved!
Stupid pets are the best! We’ve had one or two… they might be dumb enough to get their heads almost chopped off, but they provide great hilarity for we humans.