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Sunday, 4 July 2010

A Funny Thing Happened...

As I was taking pictures of the new chick and the chick's new house, George climbed onto the highest perch in order to climb onto my arm. This was unexpected, because he is not one to rush into people's hands, however he is one to be the tallest chicken in the world. What was surprising was that Defoe, not to be outdone, followed him up to the tallest perch to do the same thing. She had never actually made it to the highest perch before, so it was rather exciting.

I holler for Stephen to come and help me, because I am bent over the coop with Ashley's good camera in my hand, and George has climbed onto my shoulder and Defoe onto my arm and I can't let go of anything to get them down. Stephen comes down and reaches for the camera when...



George climbs onto Stephen's arm in order to be even taller still. I manage to get turned round to pass the camera to Stephen, so he can take pictures of this, while George turns in circles on Stephen's arm.





Again, Defoe follows George onto Stephen's arm. Not to be outdone, George climbs up Stephen's arm and onto his shoulder, then onto his neck.



I just manage to get this picture when Defoe sticks her nose into the camera from Stephen's arm.



She makes a little jump back onto me, and George follows her, so I am able to give the camera to Stephen while the birds jostle for position on my arm.







I enjoy this for about 2 minutes until my arm feels like it is holding up lead weights, and not just 2 baby chicks with one-upmanship issues.







See this smile? It's not real. The ones before were real, but this one... not so much. Darn chickens weigh a freaking ton! But then George comes up and does something so incredibly sweet that you are going to say 'awww...'



...he comes up and kisses my nose. Ok, so maybe chickens can't kiss - but it was not a 'looking for food' peck like he does to my freckles or an 'I'm gonna pull out your feathers' peck like I've seen him do to his siblings. It was... well, a kiss.



Then he went back to my arm and settled down. Both of them stayed there for a few more minutes until Stephen and I forcibly banished them back to the not-so-high places. The other chickens were jealous - running and flapping and climbing as high as they dared (which for poor Wednesday wasn't very high at all.)



This is how high he got off the ground. But at least he tried. It was really quite cute.

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