Seriously.
There's always the chooks to feed, The Money Pit to build, the kids to control and the guinea fowl babies to catch!
Today we had an escape attempt!
As you know we have some brand new baby keets, all safe and secure in their cage with their two mummas. Since that infamous snake incident of January, we have had to fortify the cage with a layer of gravel and rocks around the inner edge so nothing can get in.
Today I noticed that one of the babies had dug out of the cage and was running around on the outside with the bigger birds.
A comparison with the great film Escape from Alcatraz.
Perhaps!
As the baby bird is the star of the story, I shall call him Clint Eastwood.
Clint Eastwood spent some time running along the front and sides of the cage in a panic, tweeting "for the love of God let me back in....it's not that great out here", which I"m sure the other Clint Eastwood would never say.
He also ran with the big boys and thought he was very tough.
I ran around with my pink fishing net trying to catch a bird the size of a teacup, through the long grass.
I had my pyjamas on and I hadn't brushed my hair so it was nasty.
Actually all I needed was a tutu and I'd have a ballet.
Sorry I digress.
After a while, I realised that the only way to catch Clint Eastwood was to wait until birdy dinner time when they were busy eating their french white millet (which is like chocolate for guinea fowl because they go crazy for it) .
So I did what every smart Farmers Wifey would do and went to town and let The Hubbster deal with it.
When I arrived home, Clint Eastwood was back inside, amusing the other babies with stories of what happened on the outside and how he evaded capture for a good part of the day.
Secretly, I think he was rather relieved to be back home with his mummy.
17 comments:
What a little, mischievious escape artist. Thank you for the visual of you in you pjs running around with a pink net and for the giggle at the little fella's antics.
lol I just hope the neighbours across the paddock were not looking!
I hope that Clint stays put after having the adventure of a little chick's lifetime.
Trouble is, he looks just like the others so I don't know which one he is....I'll just look for the tough one!
Love this story, you wrote it so well I could just mentally picture you prancing around through the paddock (in tutu with hair a mess and pink fishing net). Hope that Clint learned his lesson, the grass is not always greener and big and scary things (in tutus) lurk outside. xxx
Lol yes I am a sight to behold at times!!
Poor Clint.
I have a feeling the others put him up to it though.
:-) x
He may be known as the "low bird" and that is, they send him out on all of the dangerous missions.....
He was the guinea pig, the others sent him out as a test run, wait for the big escape attempt when they all burrow out!
lmao @ Nat....now I'm really worried !!!!
More Bird-pics!
Love them ;-)
Greetings,
Black Dog
Oh you'll see him, he'll be the one strutting his stuff with his chest out and the shirt 'I made it out'!
@ JJ, you have such good taste!
@ Lou Lou I love that...! Imagine little birdies with little shirts on awwwwww cute!
Hahhahaa! I bet little Clint has decided NOT to ever dig out ever again! And oh I would have loved the scene with the pink net, pjs and dishevelled hair! Imagine that with a pink tutu and maybe a glittery headband! You would rock that "farmer's wifey ballerina trying to catch Clint Eastwood" outfit! :D
Oh Norlin, I have JUST the glittery headband too!
I hope that Clint stays put after having the adventure of a little chick's lifetime.
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