i let the chooks out of their run this morning and as usual ,my bottom hen Bluebell, a little splash silkie , was first to get out . While the others were fussing in the run and waiting for meal worms she was up the garden and had first pickings of anything that had appeared overnight.
She went under the blackcurrant bushes and raced out with something big in her mouth ....a dead baby bird
Gross to watch a cute fluffy chook acting like a t rex but i couldnt help noting how clever she was to find it , how fast she was keeping away from both me and the other chooks and how determined she was that it was hers and noone was getting it off her . Her ducking and diving skills could teach the Welsh rugby team a thing or two.