Chicken Delivery

There were three little chicks who hung out under the fig tree. They were so sure they were completely hidden under there that they didn’t even try to run when I was out picking figs. They made me giggle . . it reminded me of three little girls chattering in their playhouse. Those three little chicks were inseparable and from the time I let the chickens out in the morning, til it was dark, they hung out under the fig tree. We even have a bowl of water under there for them.

When the folks were here to get the chickens on Sunday, we were only able to catch two of the little chicks. We hunted and searched . . to no avail . . could not find the third little chicken. Beings that he was such a little guy, I figured he was gone for good. I left the gate open and the chicken door open so that if he found his way back, he could go in but he was nowhere to be seen that next morning.

When I went out, I wasn’t sad to have any of the chickens gone . . except the three little dudes under the fig tree. I missed their “chattering”. I missed watching them thinking I didn’t see them.

Then I looked under the fig tree . . just in case the third little chicken was there and yes, he was there! I used the net to catch him, called our friend and told her I had him and I could meet her in town with him.

Chicken Being Delivered

Everyone was happy that the three little chickens could be re-united! I am extremely happy to have three empty coops . . that means three watering cans inside and three watering cans outside that I’m not having to scrub and keep filled, plus three feed cans I’m not having to monitor.