This is one of those occasions when a picture is worth 1,000 words but I didn’t take the time to grab the camera. Due to his surgery, Boots could not have anything to eat after 10 p.m. last night. In the mornings, we put him out about 6:30 a.m. and give him food and a fresh bowl of water. This morning, we put him out with no food and no water . . mostly to let him do his “bizness” because we had to be at the vet by 7:30. He kept looking in the window like he was saying “Hey! Did you maybe forget something? Like FOOD!”
About 7:10 I went out to get him. I called him . . he mostly sleeps on our bedroom window ledge (outside . . not in the house), which is covered by the front porch. When I walk out the door, he’s at my feet before I ever have time to look for him . . but not this morning. I looked for him to see if maybe he had fallen back asleep and wasn’t hearing me.
Then I noticed him over by the bantam chicken coop. Wait . . is he INSIDE the fence? Yes, and when I was calling him, he couldn’t quite remember how he got in so he couldn’t find the exit door. Those Silky bantams are scared of their own shadow. They see us every day of their lives and when we walk near their run, they fly into the fences and the walls and about break their necks. So . . there’s a cat inside their run and they’re all right out there with him . . not one bit afraid of him. As far as the chickens, I think they thought he was one of them.
I walked over to the gate and Boots was ready to get out so when I opened the gate, the chickens . . being scared to death of me . . ran the opposite direction and Boots came to me. I guess he figured if we weren’t going to feed him, he’d just find his own food . . chicken! I counted heads and all the chickens were there so Boots didn’t get breakfast after all.
I guess this afternoon Vince will be figuring out how Boots got in the chicken pen and fixing that little issue.