After what seemed like a never ending winter. Spring finally showed up. Good thing too, because Forte was thisclose to ending up as dinner. It seems that a certain rooster decided that it was MY fault it was cold and he started attacking my winter coat. If I put on a sweatshirt, no problem. If I turned around and put the coat on, he turned into Psycho Rooster. Now the temps are in the 70s and hopefully he'll forget about the coat.
The chickens are getting more comfortable in the yard and they explore more. I may have to put up poultry netting. I'm sure the neighbors are dying laughing, watching me running across the yard, yelling, "GIT BACK IN YOUR OWN DAMN YARD!!!!" Usually they listen but sometimes Forte gets uppity and won't budge. Usually I go get Bud and that takes care of it.
Buttercup is starting to get sassy too. He's got a lady friend now (one of the Orpies) and he thinks he's all that and a bag of feed. Either that, or he gets PMS, I'm not sure. One minute he'll let you pick him up and cuddle, and the next he's fluffing up all his feathers and stretching his neck, trying to look like a little, fuzzy badass. He and Fuzzy still get along with Forte so my attitude is, "Whatever."
I wonder how long it's going to take them to figure out how to get down to the dock...
