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mapp

Eh. So I tried soaking Mapp in a bucket this afternoon. She got over herself for an hour or so and then went back on the nest.

To be fair, she was supposed to have half an hour in the water and she only had ten minutes or so. I peered under the towel to make sure she hadn’t fallen asleep and drowned or something, and she came flying out like a chest-burst alien.

I see more chikken-soaking ahead.

Good weekend, everyone!

sock it to me

Comments


Comment from Nina
Time: May 20, 2016, 11:04 pm

Maybe you should sit her down and have a little biology talk with her…fourth grade family life. Explain why she’s got no reason to be broody because she’s not shared any quality time with a rooster, that sort of thing.

It’s worth a shot. :)

 


Comment from Skandia Recluse
Time: May 21, 2016, 12:54 am

I see now that raising a flock of chickens in your back yard is a lot more complicated than I could have imagined.

Chickens, chicken feed, chicken wire, chicken house, how hard can it be? I had no idea.

 


Comment from Bob Mulroy
Time: May 21, 2016, 5:02 am

I hate to stink up a nice thread, but Guy Clarke checked out this week. He was a grange dean of roots music, a master Lutherier, and the author of “the guitar” “home grown tomaters” “the Spanish steps” and many other soulful songs.
I will miss him.

 


Comment from Nina
Time: May 21, 2016, 6:03 am

Skandia, don’t forget the foxes and the Badgers (autocorrect capitalized that without any help from me…do you work for Apple, Unk?!), who are happy to have unprotected chook for dinner!

Or breakfast. Predators aren’t picky.

 


Comment from catnip
Time: May 21, 2016, 6:28 am

Maybe she’s holding out for a nice, warm bubble bath.

 


Comment from mojo
Time: May 21, 2016, 4:47 pm

Just hose her down occasionally. 😉

 


Comment from Subotai Bahadur
Time: May 21, 2016, 10:29 pm

In the 1950’s the “Worm Runners Digest” [which publication I offer for all y’all’s amusement, I read it as a kid in the 1960’s, strange child that I was] documented that the flatworm Planaria [a cross-eyed critter about 5 mm long] learn aversion to unpleasant stimuli. They have a brain about twice the size of the average politician’s.

I am assuming that Mapp has a brain somewhat larger. I do wonder if your approach now triggers the gallus domesticus equivalent of the evil-eye and avoidance?

Subotai Bahadur

 


Comment from Steamboat McGoo
Time: May 23, 2016, 1:51 am

I read your first line as, “Eh. So I tried SMOKING Mapp in a bucket this afternoon.”

I’m still trying to untangle the resulting imagery that popped into my noodle.

 


Comment from MikeW
Time: May 24, 2016, 6:17 pm

Maybe if you used a Col. Sanders bucket for the soaking, uh, she’d get the message quicker. Just a thought. :)

 

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