Vince leaves a little before 7 and with the new time change, it’s daylight enough for me to go out and let the chickens out about 7:15 to 7:20. Once Vince leaves, I sit down and read email or knit for a few minutes. Rita has learned that when I get up, that’s when we’re going to let the chickens out. She’s snoozing in the chair and the minute I get up, she’s at the door . . rain or shine!
She knows the routine. There are 7 coops we have to open up and Rita’s way faster than I am so she runs ahead to each coop and waits for me.
She stops in the same spot every morning . . about halfway between the house and the first coop and looks back at me, like she’s saying “Hurry up . . what’s taking you so long?” I guess she’s just wanting to be sure I’m following her.
Only at one coop does she jump up and watch the chickens walk down the plank. I call her the chicken greeter. The chickens don’t even notice her. The roosters coming out of the coop have one thing on their mind and the hens have one thing on their mind . . getting away from the roosters!
Once all the coops are open, Rita runs ahead and is waiting for me at the back door.
Whew! Our morning chores are done and it’s back to sleeping in the chair til Vince gets home at lunch! It’s a tough life for a chihuahua around here.