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Sunday, 1 January 2012

A Christmas story with a difference!

I belong to a lovely forum called Down The Lane.   One of the members posted the following story about the mayhem caused by her chickens on Christmas Day.  It made me laugh so much that I asked her permission to share it on my blog.   

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….. my brother wanted to show my girls what he and Dad had brought them for Christmas so opened the patio door and showed them a Roses chocolates tin full of mealworms. To my girls this just said “come in and help yourselves”, so 11 hens steamrollered into the lounge and jumped my brother.

Mealworms went everywhere, as did 11 mad hens trailing mud everywhere and, to make things worse, they had been dust bathing in their sandy run.   Of course in their rush to get inside they shook themselves inside the house, so I now had sand, mealworms and muddy chicken feet prints all over my brand new carpet.   We tried shoving them outside but once you opened the door to put one out, a chicken you previously put outside ran back in.

Finally between them eating and us scraping together and putting mealworms back in the tin, there were no mealworms left on the carpet.  So the girls turned their attention to knocking over christmas cards, bashing baubles on the christmas tree, digging in the bowl of Christmas pot pouri, eating my bouquet of flowers and tugging at the two Christmas elves that stand about 2ft high (ie chicken height) and then trying to eat their hats, scarves and presents they are holding.

We finally get them outside after they decided they were getting a bit bored now. We finally relaxed and my Dad sits down on the sofa with a big sigh and the cushion squeaks - Muffin the ex batt had jumped on the sofa and tucked herself up behind a cushion! We turf her out and do a head count - Bella is missing - quick search and we find her behind the back of the sofa with a half eaten chocolate - yep a strawberry cream and it’s all over her face and on my carpet!   Thank goodness my carpet is scrubbable!

I dont know why but they still got their Christmas dinner - cooked and mashed potato peelings, sprout leaves mixed with oats. To this they had left-over sprouts, roast potatoes, carrots, Yorkshire puddings, a few prawns (they loved these) and lettuce (we had prawn cocktail for starters) and topped with a few earthworms (my present to them). They ate everything even the carrots – happy, happy hens.

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Thankyou so much for this story 4c lady.   And a Happy New Year to all of you.

2 comments:

Kelby said...

Love that story!! I found your blog this morning and instantly became a follower. I sat down for a quick look again at about lunch time (almost two hours ago) and I'm still here! I can't remember the last time I laughed so much. I have to keep wiping the tears from my eyes! Your writing is a joy to read, I feel as though I am there with you and your hilarious flock. Thank you for making my day :)

Shell said...

Very funny story. I can just envision all of the commotion the chickens caused :)