Another One Bites the Dust

This is what greeted us at the door when we got home from church on Sunday.

Two eggs for breakfast please

I went out to check for eggs yesterday and found this in the chicken coop. It scared me half to death initially, but then I went running to get the camera and Paul.



We watched him for about 10 minutes. This is his first egg for breakfast. We only filmed for about 30 seconds at a time, so you have to watch all the clips to get the full story.







And this is his second egg.










After the egg got about 4 or 5 inches down, he suddenly contracted his muscles and lunged forward a few inches. This caused the eggshell to crack and the big bulge when away. Unfortunately, we didn't get this on tape.

Here's Paul playing with the snake about a month ago.

Heinous Guineas Part 2

Just some pictures to enjoy.

Their eyes are a nice pretty blue. Can't really say much about the rest of them. You can certainly picture them pecking a hole in a chicken's head. I hope these guineas behave themselves.

Nighttime rituals

While most creatures slow down, get quiet, and settle in for the night, the guineas have quite another nighttime ritual. They eventually do settle down, but before that there is quite a bit of activity and a cacophony of sound. Our neighbor Joe called last night to see if the guineas were all right because he could hear them from his house. They have recently started sleeping in the mesquite trees at night.

Doghouse? I thought this was my private chicken coop!

Every morning this chicken jumps over the fence to get into the backyard and lay her egg in the doghouse. Here is part of the sequence. By this time, she has already walked across the lawn and is circling the doghouse.

After she's done, she goes back across the lawn and jumps back over the fence.



Then we have to get the egg out of the doghouse, which is the hard part for us. The lid, which is a 4 x 8 piece of plywood, lifts up so we can get into the doghouse without crawling in.

I wore this shirt for my beloved sister, Vivian. She hates my shirts with the holes in the sleeves.