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Hopefully Mapp’s isn’t one of those cross, hot buns in that bag…

No, she’s a hot, cross chicken. Totally different thing.

Hey SWeas – Why dintcha tell us that yesterday was Her Royal Highness’ birthday? Had to pick that up from http://www.smalldeadanimals.com/

God Save the Queen! And no, I’m not talking about Sir Elton John…

I had no idea. It’s kind of like George Washington — they don’t actually celebrate her birthday on her birthday.

Though I have no idea when they celebrate it, either.

??? The Badger didn’t tell you??? He isn’t trying to get rid of you, perchance?

You may have noticed, he’s not much of a monarchist.

Is that the Oliver Cromwell sort of “not much of a monarchist” or some milder version?

I didn’t know you soaked chickens to get them to drop egg so to speak.

Warm water with or without stuff in it. Steam. A warm, damp enclosure. Olive oil up the flumhole. Castor oil down the beak.

I get the impression these things sort themselves out on their own, or they don’t. But people don’t like to be helpless bystanders.

Well, I guess as long as he’s not much of a monarchist, you needn’t worry about him using any of Henry VIII’s solutions to his problems…

Hey Stoaty, you sure between you and Mapp you’re not trying to invent a fresh laid soft boiled egg? (teasing)

Good luck with all your chooks, and Happy BunBun day. 🙂

Negroids

Thanks, Stoaty! You can expect 47% more stalking now!

Stoaty, hens stop laying eggs when they go broody. If Mapp is sitting on a false egg and making a racket when anything comes near, she’s probably trying to hatch the damn thing. In which case, you’ll just have to put up with her until the mood passes. I have several hens who do this every spring. If you keep kicking her out of the nest, it’ll help her get through the phase a little faster and she’ll resume laying again. For god’s sake, don’t give her any more sitz baths! LMAO

Here in Costa Rica, which is a straight-up, no holds barred Roman Catholic country, Holy Week is like the opening scenes of 28 Days Later. It’s coming up on five a.m., and this is the first time I have heard any traffic noise from the motorway in two days. If a tumbleweed blew down the road you’d think, “huh, figures.”

I’m no chicken butt expert, Elphaba, but it feels like there’s an egg behind her vent. On the other hand, she’s managing to crap.

Eh, I’ll go turn her out into the sunshine. Beee-YOOtiful here. Has been for a week.

p.s. I’m tempted to give Lucia a sitz bath now — it worked so well clearing up Mapp’s case of poo bum. She looks fabulous this morning.

Ya gonna use the approach that Our Betters take when giving sitz baths? Fill the pot with warm water, place the subject in it, and then turn on the flame?

There is already a recent take on the Herr Doktor Merkwurdigeliebe,
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Her Stoatliness’ version is very FDR-esque (with the wheelchair and whatnot) and yet very reminiscent of a Goat Boy from SNL.

Perforated Jew on a piece of timber. Is it a weekend carpentry project gone horribly awry? Is it an investment opportunity in the guilt peddling market? It could be both. His dad and JC did not get along well. No worries though,give the mensch a few days he’ll be right as rain, jumping on a pogo stick, arguing with Yent’l Mom, grandstanding with moneychangers, lobbying the cheesemakers, and the meek, the meek who never get anything and now are in for a nice windfall.

Dan Barker wrote a brilliant piece on reconciling all 169 verses referring to the Cruci-Fiction in the synoptic Gospels. Adding nothing and ignoring nothing, do tell what happened, where, who participated, etc. It reads about as quickly as Jack-the-Ripper theories. Oh what a fool is Man who cannot make a worm but makes gods by the millions.

This blog started so well with all the mustelid goodness, graphic art-tardardation and now it’s gone to chikin poo and 2 kinds of oil on two ends of a clucker.
Everyone experiences burnout and fatigue to some extent. Try a warm facial poultice of prairie dog entrails and a DVD of bodybuilding mongooses waxing up a Miata and roughing up a coypu.

You must not have been here the year my cat ran away, Batguano. My blog was nothing but blubbering about kittehs, post after post.

O/T: Since I know you are a taxidermy fan:

http://uk.io9.com/5794975/brilliant-taxidermied-mutants-from-dimension-x/gallery/

Have a good Easter!

I don’t know Dimension X, Julia, but there was a woman taxidermist who did some fabulously weird work. Forget her name. Squirrels with holes in their sides revealing geared machinery; that kind of thing.

Guinea pigs don’t like baths either, but they are due for some butt washing.

Happy Easter Badger household and assorted beasts!

Speaking of pigs, if you gave one a bath and lathered it up with Dove or Dial, would it still smell like a farm? Would a little Secret under the pits help?

Just wondering, for a friend.

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Damian Weasel, I remember the tabby ingrate now. Cats always make me think of arrows, a match made in heaven, kat-kabobs if you will. All the cat people I accidentally met were in complete denial about feral cats’ influence on songbirds, or general nature of cats.
Then there are cats who never cross the threshold and why should they, really? they are already fed, entertained, served and spoiled by their human host and staffer.

Well, may your chooks live to be in their 70s and abundantly nourish you with their delicious free-range eggs. Does anyone around fancy Coturnix (aka Japanese) quail? I am confident that lubricating quail chute is an unthinkable scenario. They love some snowpeas and earthworm salad.
Coturnix lay the only sort of egg that may be eaten raw with no concerns of salmonella.
When I was a free range wee suckling drinking an egg was a delicacy and we sure as shooting did not brag to supervisory adult about finding one in the hedges… hen, Muscovy duck or goose, it all went down the hatch, embryo or not.
Quail eggs cost a fortune at the local Whole Foods. I am seriously going to have me a quail colony once I can. By far more elegant and neat birds than meat pigeons, although I think highly of squab and classic red brick dovecotes in the style of General Washington.

Chicken eggs are great for teaching developmental biology. One can peel the tops off and watch things grow.

They are also fantastic for producing and refining viral particles. Sort of ‘do it yourself’ bioweapons programme in your own back yard. 🙂

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