Today we decided it was time to move the new chicks from their home in the basement, they were getting super pongy and the basement smelled like a barn, out to the chicken house. I moved the birds one by one with a large fishing net, it is easy to swoop up the bird and relocate it this way. Initially Henry and Patrick were quite interested in catching and transporting the chicks, but after the third one they lost interest, there were still nine to go. The boys discovered a large mud hole in the back yard, to begin with it was just a little stomping and splashing and shrieks of joy, and then a mudastrophy! I came out of the basement with yet another chick only to discover Patrick the mud monster, how he managed to fall and get so totally soaked I don't know, but he was very pleased with the results. I finished transporting chicks, we walked out to feed the steer and take a look at the gardens and by then the boys had somewhat dried out. A quick strip off by the basement door, dirty clothes popped into the washer, a sponge off in the kitchen sink and everyone was back to normal and ready for cheese toasties for lunch.
|Oh what fun a mud hole is|
|Patrick the mud monster!|