It then stood up and followed me right to the door inside. I got a little scared as its horns are quite large. We tried to shoo it away and every time I went outside it started running at me. I think maybe it was my bright red jumper so I took it off. But unfortunately it ran off to the bananas, which is where it is now. Damn thing had better not go in the patch.
Here is a photo the Big Red and Cock. Big Red is the rooster that sort of looks like Old Boy just about double the size. Cock is the white rooster in the front. The next sort of chickens I want to get are going to be like Cock. I love how he had feathers on his feet, he looked so funny when he ran around. I found these chickens didn't really enjoy being photographed. I think I may have scared them a little, hence why they are huddled in the corner.
Speedy is still the prettiest female chicken in all the land. I tell her that most nights when I put her to bed. I'm so glad she still lets me pat her, she's mummies chicken. Beaker and Mandy got into another fight yesterday and I noticed that one of the webbing on Mandy's foot is ripped about a 1cm. Now he's limping with both feet, its quite the swagger. I put some antiseptic powder on it so it should be fine.
The owl passed away last night. He flew away on early Saturday morning but then I found him late last night. He will be buried later today. While it is sad, at least we know he left here being loved and cared for by us, which is much better than being on the side of the road.
Here is Speedy looking as pretty as ever. This morning I had to separate her and one of The Twins as Speedy went to eat some of her egg shell that I gave her. There was jumping, lots of feathers, flapping and honking on the ducks behalf. This twin hasn't been in a good mood for a few days now, so she's in the pen enjoying some alone time. I took this photo of Mandy as he huddled near me to hide from Tommy and Beaker. I have to keep a close eye on those boys at the moment.
Well I've done it again... I've managed to combine my love of songs from Grease with the animals. Every time I see Mandy or talk to him I always sing "Mandy" instead of "Sandy" in the song about being stranded at the drive in.
I'm putting an old photo up today so I can remember back when the ducks were all friends and it was a simple life. Around midday everyday I'd take photos of the babies swimming in the pool. Currently Mandy is still separated from the rest of the ducks and everyone is penned up as I'm in Brisbane. I was unable to lock Speedy up so I hope she's OK tonight. 
I took this photos of Speedy and Old Boy getting some sun the other day, its not often I see Speedy catching some rays. I kept a close eye on the new orphan black chick last night to see where it slept and if it was distressed its mother was gone. I was so pleased to see it was cuddled up to the other brown chick, so its aunt. I've never seen a chicken look after someone elses baby so I was very pleased, normally they peck them. 
After the coup yesterday I was a little worried about what I'd come home to today. I called Hydrorancho on my way home from the Larder to get a head count on the ducks. I received confirmation that one was missing. After about half an hour I got another call and the male duck had been accounted for, he was just having some "alone time". Once I got back I tracked the duck down (which was Mandy) we had a chat. I gave him some bacon from the cafe and took him a water bowl. After many sips of water and after some trust was built, Mandy stood up and revealed that he was quite injured. Normally this is the time when I run to another person at the Hydrorancho but he's not here. I grabbed a washcloth and had a good look underneath Mandy's chest. I was about to take him to the vet when I saw him waddle off to chase a female duck down. After that I realised he wasn't too injured after all. It turns out all the blood is from his middle toe nail, its been ripped and he's missing half of it.
It looks like everyone was bleeding at some stage today. This is the back of Tommy.
I like it how one of the chicks is has its head under its mums wing. While the chicks were sunning themselves, Speedy was in the shade. She can be such a duck, sometimes. 
Here's Katcsa washing off under the protective eye of Beaker.
To the untrained eye these three ducks all look the same, but that's Mandy at the front, Tommy in the middle and Beaker at the back. 
Mandy, looking not to impressed that I've come in between himself and Beaker.
I'm sure I blinded Speedy with the flash, but she still looks pretty. This photo doesn't really show off her amazing feathers, but sometimes they are green and other times blue. Her mother used to be quite blue. I often tell speedy that her mother was a good hen, a good breeder. I'm expecting Speedy to be quite the mother when she starts laying.
Today was D-Day for the baby girl with the sore wing. As I let them out of the pen this morning I did see her flap her wings. While not at full strength, it was more than I've seen her do all week.
I'm being terrorised by Robin this morning. Every single window of the house Robin keeps flying into and looking for its reflection. He was catching his reflection as the last rays of sun left yesterday and was up at first light. While at first its been quite fun having this tiny little bird checking its self out but today for some reason he's going off. Its like it wants to get in the house. I actually think he really wants some company as he was up in the pond with the ducks yesterday taking a bath as well. When I walk into the patch it normally flies out there as well. So now because I'm sitting at my computer it keeps flying into the window closest to me. I've got to get a mirror and move it away from the house. That photo on the left with his tail up, cracks me up, what a poser.
This is Robin at another window, see his tiny face looking into the glass at the bottom? Its strange I'd hardly call our windows clean, I'm not sure what sort of reflection you'd see.
