Today’s Run:  4.22 miles

I have a sick chicken.  She really is not feeling very well.  Poor thing!  What is her name?  Well, that is a very good question.  I have names for all of my chickens, the only problem is that I cannot tell them apart.  So, here are my chicken names and maybe you can decided which chicken it is:

Attila the Hen

Hen Solo

Chewbucca

Audrey Henburn

Ed Strakrispi

Cluck Norris

She is just sitting like a lump of chicken at the bottom of the cage.  Every now and then she will say, “Cluck”.  That is it.  She does not eat or drink.  Yesterday she did not pass anything either.  Poor little thing.

We have had a ton of rain the past couple of days but the rest of the chickens are doing great!  They run out to greet me whenever I come out~especially if I am bringing something to eat!  They like to talk to me when I come up to the tractor.  They are happy and seem to be healthy chickens.  It is just this one who is a bit under the weather.

Paxton is very concerned.  The chicken area of the solarium is blocked off by an unused door.  He comes to the door and rests his chin on the edge of the door (at least I tell myself he is concerned and not wishing he could eat the chicken).  If the chicken “talks”, he is right there checking on the bird.  Silly dog.

The cats, Kali and Castro, are spending more time than usual outdoors. They are afraid of the chickens and want no part of a chicken living in the house.

So, that is life as at our house.  We are being over run by animals presently.  As soon as the chicken is back in the chicken tractor, life should be a bit more calm?  One can only hope!