Sometimes I can’t help but wonder what the girls are talking about. The way they cluck and carry on, I am certain it must be interesting stuff. I wrote a post a while back called Chicken Chats about our old rooster, Paul Bunyan being such a good listener. He would really look like he was leaning in to listen and lending an ear while he walked along with the hens. The other day, I noticed a couple of the hens have a little tete a tete, and snapped a few photos of their chicken chat.
I can almost hear them saying, “Hey, hey girlfriend! What are you up to today?”
“Not much. Just enjoying the sunshine after my morning dust bath.”
“Why, your cheek feathers are looking especially fluffy this morning!”
“Thank you! That comb is such a good color on you!”
“Did you hear Maude has gone broody again? I swear, chick fever’s going around!”
“Well, not for me. My broody days are done and I’m just focusing on personal growth and enjoying my independence.”
If chickens could talk…
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