When the chickens came out this morning, they seemed to be looking for their *greens* so the Beast grabbed a bunch for them and threw it over the fence in bunches. As usual, they made a run for it. When they ran out of it, they finally started looking for the corn I tossed around for them. Some of the little birds spotted the corn and landed inside the coop. By the areas that they were pecking, I knew it was the corn. Suddenly, one of the chickens noticed what they were doing and she got mad!
She started chasing the little birds away then kept looking over her shoulder to make sure none of them landed again. Of course, they did but they flew away as soon as she started towards their area. It was a real dance for a while until just a few little birds would land here and there. She finally just concentrated on getting as much corn as possible.
The Beast and I both noticed that a few of the hens seem to be getting rather fat. It seems rather strange unless they are pigs in disguise and are hogging the seed inside the barn. I suggested that it might be connected to their getting ready to lay eggs but we will have to wait and see.
It rained today. At times the rain was heavy but we actually had four of the hens out in the heavy rain. They didn't seem to mind at all. I thought that was weird because most birds seem to hide from the rain. Tomorrow we MUST sweep out the barn and replace the chips on the floor. It's getting to be a real mess in there between the wetness and the feces. It can't be healthy. I told the Beast that we need one of those wiper/broom type things to gather it up and then we can bag it. If we had our rototiller, and it was possible to lift it, I would almost prefer to till it into the vegetable bins but that wouldn't really work. Too bad because I think it would work out to be good fertilized earth. However, it might actually be too fresh and burn the seedlings. Oh well.
I have to mention that another weird thing about the chickens is how they wait for the Beast to come into the yard and then the barn before they come outside. The reason it's weird is because he's left the doggie door open for them all night for the past couple of days. Just before it's full dark, the rooster makes sure they are all inside. Don't ask me why but he knows that is where they belong. It helps that the Beast has put the large roost back inside for them and they are using it. I think they are using the nesting boxes, too, but I guess he doesn't care. If they get used to the phony eggs that are in there, they might get the hint...LOL.
I've been on the weather channel most of the evening when I discovered that we were in an area that had a DefCon 6 rating. What that actually means is that we had a 60% chance of a tornado. Luckily, it hit an area north and west of us, including the Huntsville area but the damage was primarily trees, branches and some power lines. Not much damage to homes that have filtered into the news and no injuries so far. The danger area is now heading towards Atlanta and should be past there around 5am. I don't wish it on any area. The ideal would be only the possibility of a tornado but none happening anywhere.
At least now I feel free to go ahead and shower and then go to bed. The worst type of tornadoes are the ones that hit at night. You can't see them coming and you often don't hear the sirens when they go off. The Beast threw away our tornado alert alarm because of how often it was going off at one time. Of course, it didn't seem to matter to him that we were having a lot of tornadoes in the area at the time but.....that's the Beast. He hated the alarm signal. It's the reason I often stay up late at night to watch the weather channel. Tornadoes scare the bejesus out of me. Can you blame me?
Well, now I need to shower and get ready for bed. The Beast has been in bed almost two hours already. He doesn't have to worry as long as *I* am.
Love you all. Be good. Be happy. Be safe. ***Hugs***
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