Saturday, October 6, 2012

Wicked Chickens!

I want to write...Inspiration is being kind of like an itch I just can't quite reach though--I have it, and I like it...Then I sit down to write and poof! Gone.
Sometimes I feel like my brain is a sieve, and no matter how madly I try to round up my thought, they all drip right through.

On the flip side, I haven't seen Alpha this inspired in ages. He starts a new project Monday and he'll probably be working insane hours for a little while.
The man is acting like a kid in a candy shop.

And I realize that I'm on my way to major culture shock. Because that shift from being together most of the time to not...Is always strange.

When I come back to complain, remind me how much I like seeing him happy and that it's always nice to live through winter, K?

And did I mention it's cold? Not a fan.

I was really good when Alpha walked in the door tonight, I said "hello babe."

What I wanted to say was:

"I tried to cover up the space in the chicken coop but they attacked me so I ended up trying to do most of it from the outside and I really hope they don't eat the tarp or get stuck in the because I'm not going back out there but they flew at my face talons first and tried to tear my eyes out and it's a small space and there's lots of them and you can't get away and I don't like chickens and I never want to go back in there ever ever again they tried to kill me and now the damn things wont even get in there and are trying to freeze to death out in the cold!"

Okay, so it might have been the second or third thing out of my mouth...But I did make great effort to slow down enough for verbal punctuation!

Some might accuse me of being slightly too dramatic about the whole event...But these are not small birds dammit! Plus, "They tried to kill me," sound so much better than "The chickens scared me."

In their usual supportive manner, my husband and children seemed to think that the whole event was great fun and were terribly sorry to have missed it. So they could have helped of course.
I have little doubt that they would have been on the side of the fowl little bitches.
Traitors the lot of them!

25 comments:

  1. Attacked by chickens - you should let them freeze and then maybe they won't be so aggressive. LOL

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    1. sunnygirl,
      LOL. Normally they are actually really sweet birds. But they did Not like me dragging a huge tarp into their house.
      Technically only one tried t take me out...We're not friends anymore. But it did give me a deep suspicion of the rest of them.

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  2. ew. I HATE chickens. Stupid birds, evil, and they stink. I vastly prefer them frozen, skinless, and stuffed in plastic bags. Letting the feathered bitches freeze is a good start.chickens....ew.

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    1. lm,
      Untill this point, we had a decent relationship...Lol

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  3. Not a big chicken fan here, either.
    You never see a benevolent-looking chicken...

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    1. Jz,
      they do have very large, non-benevolent looking claws...
      I was even less of a fan this morning when I looked out the door and saw the 4 year old running around madly outside the cage trying to catch one that he let out. The door was of course wide open and the rest were lining up to make a run for it--I ended up running around out there catching the one without shoes on lol.

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    2. well, sure...
      you rarely see a chicken wearing shoes...

      (yes, I am smirking...!) ;-p

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    3. Okay, so that didn't come out quite right...But one of these days, you are going to be responsible for me spewing coffee all over my keyboard to the point of it being irreparable lol.

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  4. LMAO. Not to mention chickens are just down right ugly!!

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    1. Mindset,
      when the claws come at you first, they are incredibly unattractive animals!

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  5. i'm with you. Yikes. i don't think i'd even try to do anything inside a chicken coop - good grief. They could really hurt you!!!

    Yes, i am a spoiled city girl, but i get scared when i used to take my kids to feed the ducks at the cemetery and they'd get aggressive and surround us. i'd be like, "OK! Time to go!!" Maybe i didn't quite run to the car, but close enough!

    hugs,

    aisha

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    1. aisha,
      I definitely do fit into the country girl category. Bears, mountain lions, wolves, etc. don't bother me in the least...But they also don't fly...
      This is the first time I have ever really dealt with chickens lol.

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  6. We'll pardon all the turkeys and have chicken for Thanksgiving!

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    1. Bas,
      LOL. They're lucky they have started laying eggs...

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  7. I couldn't stop laughing at the title, having no idea where this was going.

    Hysterical! Been around some chickens in my life. Watched my Grandmom wring their necks. That's an image that might please you at this moment.

    (No, I never did it.)

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    1. Emen,
      I grew up in the mountains with plenty of wildlife, but have zero previous experience with chickens...I do think that one will be the first on the dinner menu should we decide to weed down the flock lol.

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  8. I understand about the attack chickens. Those talons look sharp when coming right at your face, don't they? We only have 2 chickens and one rooster currently, and they are all pretty nice, as long as I don't try to take their eggs. Which I do anyway, because, well, that is what I do.

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    1. ancilla,
      it surprised the hell out of me because they are generally really mild mannered birds--they don't mind when we steal their eggs, they like to hang out with the kids and get pet, they come up to say hi...

      Yes! I swear their talons triple in size when they are flying at your face!
      We have twenty because we thought half of them wouldn't make it to adulthood and they all made it.
      I was a bit afraid that the one bad apple was going to give the rest of them ideas about flying at my head lol.

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  9. Not being a fan of chickens..I was a little scared to come and read your post :P
    I like the ghostly-trees-background.
    The want or will to do anything is the driving the force, I'm sure you will capture the words when you go to write them, at some point. Probably sooner than later.
    That kind of culture shock is never fun...but yes, citing the positive reasons for the shock..can be a little helpful :o)

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    1. Bleuame,
      They scared me too lol. Better scared than scarred though right?

      Thank you. I like the background too--I have a teensy tiny problem sticking with one background for more than a week or two lol.

      As long as I can remember the positives when the shock sets in, I should be good! Though that is of course, a lot easier to say the day before he starts than two weeks in...

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  10. Poor baby... chickens can be mean and frightening when they fly at you. Makes soothing noises and patting motions...

    OK there might have been tears rolling down the cheeks but...

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    1. Mp,
      this is because of the buses isn't it?
      One of these days you ladies are going to be responsible for the loss of my keyboard...One can really only drain he coffee out of it so many times...

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    2. You need one of those silicone keyboards. It will solve some of your problems :D

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  11. This so made me smile....my chickens are lovely until one gets broody then trying to get eggs is a whole SAS style mission involving thick gloves, coats, long sleeves and a long pokey something! For escapee chickens...I trained mine to come running to the sound of dried meal worms being shaken in a pot....every one races to follow the sound, head into the coop, chuck some in and exit quickly! The men (and boys) in my house would have reacted exactly the same....probably got a could you do it again so I could video it mom! Thanks for the much needed laughter.

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  12. Sir's Beloved,
    Ooh, I'm not alone!
    That was our first escape incident--it's something we really want to avoid because of the dogs.

    Glad you got a laugh out of it! In retrospect, it was rather funny on my end too lol.

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