sounds like me an Amazon-i really need to stay off that site. lol
I Have (Demi) Divine Socks!
the hatcher is there too.,.. works great!! I am not guilty of enabling.. Just supportive right?
Hi ZZs ^_^ I think it is very important to enable so that everyone can share in the fabby deals.
I think this is a conspiracy to overpopulate the world with chickens. ZZ and Catscan are capable of these things.
Sorry about the lost baby chick Catscan - hope the one indoors is doing well. Pudding is doing well and sends love and wing flaps.
I have 2 babies who have no feathers except on their wings, and those are all frizzle feathers. I am quite concerned that these 2 are frizzle-frizzle matings and are not going to get feathers. They look like they could be wrapped in cellophane and sold as cornish hens or something. They are totally fluffless and featherless except on their wings. I worry.
That is very sad about the frizzle-frizzle babies :(
You will have to knit them sweaters and keep them in the house, Moxon....they will love it, lounge around and watch TV, empty the refrigerator and talk back...Nature's vengence for your refusal to produce humanoid heirs.
I really expected the Dutch Bantam to be a better mother...the Nankins were great. But the Dutch, who is a really lovely silver, just hatched 'em and left them...
Say hi to Pudding...any sign of shoulder feathers?
The house chick is doing great--but it wants to be held all night. I woke up at 3:32 AM with my arm hanging over the bed and my hand in the chick box with the chick underneath it. I may be channeling a broody, 'cause I don't remember doing it.
You guys are beyond belief with your succoring of tiny henlets. Mine are cosily ensconced in the henhouse, thankyouverymuch, which is where they are going to stay.
Could we have photos of the frizzle-frizzles? They sound most astonishing. Kind of like the leafless peas that someone dreamed up....
No Catsy, YOU will have to knit them sweaters. :-)
As a great aunt, this is clearly your duty. Of course, the hens will not have a say in the colours you use.
It is adorable that you are even cuddling a chick in your sleep. Do try to prevent it from getting into the bed because you could squash it inadvertently. Fortunately I didn't have that problem with dear Marshmallow.
Pudding always had shoulder feathers - the photo Pudding sent was of a sibling without them. And since that picture, said sibling has lost more fluff and is more nekkid.
Yes, I will take a photo of the potential frizzle frizzles. I hope they are not but they really stand out in the group. Poor things. I feel awful about it.
I'm sure the frizzle-frizzles won't mind in the least if you're careful not to give them a complex about it. On the other hand if you are perpetually gazing upon them and saying, "Ah, POOR frizzle-frizzles, I do feel awful about it!" they are sure to grow up to become most unbalanced. You may even be unleashing mass murderers upon the world. So go carefully and be discreet!
Good point greenhouse_gal. The world isn't ready for unbalanced frizzle-frizzles.
Moxon...do apologise to Pudding for me (I first wrote "Puddling"--but I caught it--See, I do improve...).
There was nothing for it but to bring the chick in, g_g....there was no one who would succor it in the hen-pen. In fact, I believe either its mother or aunties had done in its sibling. Nature is cruel....I do not cast aspersions on the Barnyard Fairy, who is doubtlessly doing her best.
"bring the chick in"/"bring in the chick"...they seem to have slightly different connotations...
"Puddling" is a good name for a duck. QUACK!
Very prettiful!
my feet are very happy and warm-hate cold feet.
Cat Thank you again I owe you one.
They look perfectly luvverly, wren! Now your feet can be happy!
Wren! Your socks are faaabulous! But why are you standing in snow in your sock feet?
Potential frizzle-frizzle 2, next to a "normal" frizzle from same hatch.
silly we do not have snow down here in warm (?) Florida, that is the demon child's mat, as it takes up most of my bedroom floor and the floor is dark gray, the socks show up much better when I stood on it. LOL
Tee hee hee....I figured it was something like that, but it does look like snow!
Looks like you are resting your feets on a sheeps wren ^_^
Moxon: I believe you have hybrid elf/fowl chickens.....
Glad you like your sockies, Wren....it is tricky trying to estimate size remotely.
Now, in the future--everyone should remember that those now receiving demi-divine foot gloves received them as a consequence of a prolonged, glorious and flan-fueled Sulk.
I have been very impressed by their group diligence in not letting go of individual resentments. They supported and encouraged each other in bitterness and ill will to the very end...Perhaps a nice silk-screened T-shirt proclaming their participation in the GREAT STOCKING SULK OF 2009 is in order?
Only grownut, whose sulkiness surpassed that of every other contestant, has not received her just rewards...and "Why?"
Because the naughty, refractory creature does not wear socks....such rebelliousness and recalcitrance .
She is an inspiration to all!
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a faux (?) sheep, learned that you do not keep sheep around a herding doggie. LOL
LOL!!!!!
I believe that divine sockies would become ensnarled on Cousin Nut's rock and prevent the quick and sometimes necessary dash under same said rock, right Cousin Nut?
O!my!gosh! Never could I have imagined such nakedness and scaly hidedness as is shown by these poor frizzle-frizzle candidates. I admit, I have called them poor. They will have to be blanketed and cosseted so as not to be attacked mercilessly by their more fortunate and befeathered brethren (or is it cistern...Well?)
When was the Great Stocking Sulk of 2009, pray tell? Was it cotemporaneous with {{{the Great Hat Surprise for Moxon}}}?
The commencement of the Great Sulk was just prior to the inception of the Diadem Horrendus.
I believe it may have pre-dated your involvement, g_g, by just a few weeks...do you remember the first Battle of the Flan?
No, I recall it not. Your mentioning of it didst pique my curiosity, though. Canst thou related the doubtless heroic tale?
Missed by a whisker! Alas, 'tis too often my fate!
Elf chicken hybrids? Pray tell, where did the elf part come from?
As for the heroic tale...
"Twas brillig and the slithy toves
did gyre and gimble in the wabe,
all mimsy were the borogroves,
and the mome wraths outgrabe..."
Wait a minute, that's the wrong tale...
But heroic, nonetheless.
"One, two! One, two! And through and through
The vorpal blade went snicker-snack!
He left it dead, and with its head
He went galumphing back."
Calloo callay!!!
O frabjous day!
Did I see a lurking ZZ post...Oh so wonderful to hear from the traveling ZZ
Claire I so loved your dance, more pictures please..
Hiding veggies in cooking... LOL thank goodness that I only cook for me and BIlly, and he is a veggie kid, straight out of the garden he ate the squash, never was able to get pictures of our first garden crop, he ate it all before it got to the house. He is not a big meat eater, but loves his eggs..
Dried bugs...HUMMMM no comment, dont like bugs of any kind.
On my way home from being in Phoenix arizona for a few days of class, will be home in 4 hours, just stopped for some supper...
Oh, pardon me, I do believe I was chortling. Out loud...
