Wednesday, January 7, 2015
Rogue chicken
We have a chicken named Claira. She is a cross breed. Her head is brown and her body is black. Anyway for whatever reason she will not follow the flock. She is a drummer that follows her own beat.
I've tried a multitude of things to help her reenter our flock. I think things are going well and the next thing I notice is her on the front porch again. I decided, what the heck and began feeding and watering her on the porch. I even put a basket with straw on the porch and she sleeps and lounges in the basket. It is the cutest thing. I will post a picture when it isn't as cold as 20 below.
I can watch her while in the kitchen. By the way, I'm in the kitchen a lot. Anyway, I have grown to love her little antics. She jumps up and down on our table and glider playing with our barn cats that mosey up her for a treat. Maybe she dreams of being a cat or believes she is one, who knows. My three year old granddaughter, Zoey is even captured by her comedy. Zoey calls her a "Road Chicken" . Because every once in a while we find Claira in the middle of the road. Thank God we do not have much traffic!!!
I began worrying about her in this wea
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