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| Those who are on the Dear Jane list know about my fondness for chooks. This Photo was taken in 1999 at the St Francis service and since I have updated that page I have moved it to here. I am holding Fluffy-sook my white fluffy chook. The crucifix behind is a replica of the one that spoke to St Francis of Assisi and started him on his pilgrimage of simplicity and poverty in the spirit of Jesus. |
| My notoriety concerning chooks has become such a talking point I now have people sending me chooks. DH won't let me have a rooster so a secret friend sent me s stuffed one that crows.... my lady chooks run around in circles trying to find the owner of that rather enticing voice. I am quite fond of my chook and took it to a few church services to the delight of the congregation and the consternation of the priest!!!!!! |
| When the chooks are not in chookatraz (which is most of the time because they won't stay in there!) they prowl the back yard. Here are Spotty and Fluffy monstering me on the back doorstep in the hopes of food. Spotty has taken over as escape artist expert while Fluffy is notoriously unafraid of Cats. She has been known to chase them much to the cat's confusion... ie..." Chook is chasing me... shouldn't it be the other way around" as it realises that chook isn't afraid and isn't going to stop. Cat disappears over fence and gives the garden a wide birth while lying to the other cats in the neighbourhood that "I showed that white fluffy number down the road!" |
| The new member of the brood is Rosie the Rhode Island Red. We found her walking down a street and so that she would not become and ex-chook took her home and waited for someone to claim her. No-one did and so she became part of the chook family |
| Here is Peter hand feeding Rosie. She is very friendly and will wander in the back door if it is left open!... DH had said no more chooks so when I bought Rosie home I wondered what to do... you cant hide a full size chook in amongst a group of three bantams! This led to the legendary exchange as follows....DH: What the hell is that? Me: It is a chook. DH: I know it is a chook. What is it doing here? Me: I found it. DH: you don't just find chooks walking along the road... you go to poultry farms and buy them or pet shops or friends give you chooks.... |
| And Peter pipes up:... Oh yes we did Dad. We found her outside the school....(pause) OK What is her name.... and it was then I knew we had won. VBG. |