I may have mentioned that we got a game cam to check on what was attacking the birds. We finally got it going and ran it for a few days.
I have to say I’m impressed with the quality of the pictures you get. I didn’t save many, but I’ll get more tomorrow. The fun ones are giant chicken heads and flying/stretching. Look at Gray Greta!
We did get one intruder.
You can see they all line up on one branch. Actually most night photos show Bruce on patrol. Good Bruce. I’ll get more to share later. But aren’t the photos good?
I was glad to see our skinny baby bull calf made it through last night. He slept a lot today, but perked up enough to play with Gracie a bit.
Like with a human baby, early poops and pees are important. He got in the groove this evening and peed three times. That means he’s hydrated.
The poor fellow is still a bit unsteady on his legs, so getting up or down is hard.
He really has long legs. Kathleen spends as much time as she can with him, and he is bonding well.
She even made him a little shade house. Soon he will have a nice place to live, so he will be fine. Can’t wait until he meets Fiona.
Allow me to share some bird portraits, along with some brief observations. Chickens really remind me of cats.
How? Well, they like to chase things and pounce on them. For chickens, it’s bugs.
They also like to rest all curled up with their feet under them (I can’t get a photo of this, because they get up when I approach).
The main reason chickens remind me of cats, though, is that their owners find them incredibly cute and fascinating, even though they only have one rather vacant facial expression.
They all just give you a dinosaur stare.
Like cats, they come in many colors but are hard to tell apart. To me, all striped or black cats look the same. Apologies to cat lovers who see many expressions in their kitties.
Oh! Let me interject that Kathleen got the game camera working, and it ran last night. I hope all we see is chickens and maybe cows.
I’m glad the guineas are free now. They are so dang fast that they can now escape any attacker.
Nonetheless, the chickens entertain me a lot. I loved watching them eat popcorn and cantaloupe last night. And the guineas learned to eat from my hand!
Cats are easier to care for and less likely to be eaten by owls or raccoons, but since I can’t have cats (Lee has an allergy), I’ll enjoy these ladies and gentlemen.