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And I said I was going to write today...

Yes, she's out again. But who can blame her on such a nice day? (Usually she's running towards me, not away.)

Closeup of the escape artist, still on the wrong side of the fence.

Olympos Mons. As you can see, we have several windows from which to keep an eye on her.

One day, when I finish and sell my chicken story, lj readers will be 'in the know' that I write non-fiction, not fiction.




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Jan. 4th, 2007 04:45 pm (UTC)
Oh just seeing the pictures makes me wish I was back there. Christmas was hectic and rainy. The one Saturday was just beautiful and walk on the W&OD(?) was great, despite a little whining from one who shall remain nameless. You are just out enough to be country. Spring! Usually we go from winter to summer in Boston. They are telling us this week is April weather. If only.
Jan. 4th, 2007 08:14 pm (UTC)
Very pretty land! As for your escape artist, do you know where she's getting out? I don't know if this would work or not, but maybe if you put a green garden hose in that space (not rolled up, but somewhat extended so it looks snake-like) it might keep her away from it. Way back in the Jurassic when I worked as a florist, we had doves we rented for weddings (gah, what stupid critters doves are). Anyway, they'd freak anytime anything long and green came up by their cage. If it was slightly flexible, they really went nuts. (I know you're wondering just how I know this... well I *had* to experiment so I could figure out what was setting them off and then what to keep away from the cage. Then, of course, we had to test it over time. Just in case there was something else going on. that we couldn't control for. ;-)
Jan. 4th, 2007 09:20 pm (UTC)
If you go back further in the archives, you'll see we finally witnessed that she flies out. I had been checking the fence for gaps for weeks. It was all very puzzling for quite some time. Kind of like the mysterious chicken feed visitor even further back.

And your experiment with doves sounds like our experiment to see how a chicken goes down a slide...backwards, for the most part.

Jan. 4th, 2007 09:53 pm (UTC)
And your experiment with doves sounds like our experiment to see how a chicken goes down a slide...backwards, for the most part.

Did you know that the endangered Houston Toad doesn't like saltine crackers? (I suspect that's at least part of the reason they're endangered. :-)
Jan. 4th, 2007 10:06 pm (UTC)
Ah. You will no doubt want to read mount_oregano's post for Dec 18th regarding the pertinacious midwife toad. No doubt it doesn't eat saltines, either.

Have you tried getting a cat to eat a toad? Very amusing. They taste terrible apparently and the cat makes amusing faces for quite some time. That cat (sadly deceased now) also tried chinese mustard. Once.
Jan. 4th, 2007 10:18 pm (UTC)
We had a retriever who liked to play with toads. She'd find them in her water bowl and pick them up. She'd carry them around in her mouth until she started foaming. Then she'd spit them out and try to wipe out the taste.

Stupid dog would do the whole thing over again in a hour. :-)
Jan. 4th, 2007 09:29 pm (UTC)
You have to go back to early October to read about the visitor to the feed can. Wow. I hadn't realized how long ago that happened.
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