Angel still has not returned from her wanderings after seven weeks. The longest time she has disappeared has been nine and that was this time last year. Last week Piper cat went away for a couple of days and when she returned was especially clingly and wanting to sit on my knee all the time. Poor girl is cosmetically challenged but has a sweet nature and gets on with all the other cats. This behaviour is so unlike her but I guess the call of the baby wild rabbit season is upon her.
Cordelia's first Barnevelder egg hatched yesterday but by the time I got there it was dead. Either it died in the massive attempt to break through the shell as it was still wet or else she stood on it as her great clod hopping foot was placed neatly on its neck. None of the other eggs look like hatching which is incredibly disappointing. The whole exercise of John bringing the eggs out here may have been a waste of time.
Mother bantam and her chick have finally got used to sleeping in the hen house and I don't have to do my poor impression of a sheepdog each evening. Unfortunately the plum tree is still dropping windfalls so many of the bantams are stuffed to the gunalls and don't think they need to go into their house at night. I am afflicted with roosters and small hens wandering where they want, making a mess and a racket.
Bloody White Bastard is my oldest rooster at age ten but has lost his status as top man and been thrown out of the shed by the hens. He spends most of his day picking around the lawn and crowing, perhaps remembering better days when he was cock of the walk and an object of fear and loathing amongst the poultry population. How the mighty have fallen!
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