A Visit From the Girls

Summer involves a lot of travel for us and for our neighbors.  It is a time when we call and ask if the teenage son of one neighbor can water the plants while we are gone.  Another neighbor gets called to make sure their are no boxes or packages waiting at our gate.  One neighbor calls us to check his paper box to make sure they stopped the paper...which in this rural town, they NEVER do.  And this week a neighbor asked if we could watch his girls while he takes his family to the beach.

Gal watching is something my husband LOVES.  He has been begging me to let him adopt some gals for our yard, and I have been hesitant as his travel is even more demanding than "our" travel.  So guess who would watch the gals?  Anyway, I now have a week to see how difficult this might be.  They bring their own domicile so that makes it easier.

Our neighbor provides the food.  He even cleaned out the bedrooms!

It smells like sweet straw in there!

There are five lovely ladies.  A blend of two breeds, which I cannot remember right this minute.  But perhaps, one of my readers (Grannie Annie?) knows off hand.  I realize that people who raise chickens for a living may find this hobby house a little too cute.  But I do remember living on a small farm when I was young and we did have a real chicken house that you had to walk in to collect the eggs.  So I do have a clue.

Although this lady may have her doubts.

I guess I should have asked if they have names.  It is hard to carry on a conversation with "Hey, you!"

Still is it not beyond my silliness to collect caterpillars and add them to the house to see if the chickens will eat them!

These little houses are quite well designed.  You just pull up on the handles and wheel the house to a new area where the chickens can destroy a plot of lawn once again.  Maybe we will cut down on the ticks!

The red tailed hawk and his mate have been very visible this morning and I am hoping that is only a coincidence.  We do have our work cut out for us.