Missy is our dog. Actually her name is Annie. But we call her Miss Annie for short.
When she is in trouble, we just call her Missy.
So the Missy adventures started on Easter Sunday.
The Easter Bunny brought Dustin 4 baby chicks.
Two browns, a yellow
and a black one.
Dustin, of course loves them!
He calls them bock bocks and flaps his wings while doing so.
So Missy adventure number one happens while the chickens are in the yard. Dad and Dustin turned their backs for a few minutes and Missy malled the black one. It survived, but eww that made us so mad.
Missy adventure number two happened some time later.
The chickens moved from their incubator (I guess that is what you would call it) into the not quite complete chicken coop. This was a necessary move because they were flying out of the incubator and Mom did not like trying to catch them. (I admit it, I am basically afraid of all animals.) Since the coop did not yet have a door, we propped a piece of plywood in front and used a cinder block to hold it in place. Should work? Shouldn't it?
Well Mom came home from work on a stormy and VERY windy day to find the plywood leaning away from the coop and all the chickens missing. (We like to say Missying.) Dustin and Mom looked all over the backyard and around the neighborhood, but no bock bocks were to be found. Poor little chickens they ran away and on a stormy night. At least that is what we thought.
The good news? We found the black chicken and one of the browns. So down just two chickens, Dad went to D&B the next day and bought 4 new chickens...because six chickens is better than four. We also attached a door...because 6 chickens behind a door is better than 4 behind a piece of plywood.
Missy adventure number three happened the next day. Missy opens the coop door and helps herself to the chickens. When Mom got home the door was open and no chickens were in sight. Poor little bock bocks.
Missy was hiding in her dog house.
The good news? We found the brown chicken hiding in the garage. So down a chicken, Mom went to D&B the next day and bought 5 new chickens...because six chickens is better than just 1. We also wired the door shut. Surely, we thought, Missy can not get into the coop now.
Missy adventure number four happened the following Sunday. After church, we were taking a Sunday nap. Greg woke up and said, "We need to check the chickens." The door was torn open. So much for wiring the door shut. All the chickens were gone.
Missy was hiding in her dog house.
The good news? D&B still had chickens available. Plus they had a latch.
Now we have five cute little bock bocks and they are safely tucked away behind a latched door.
Dustin, of course, loves them!
As for Missy?
(Swan Falls 6/17/11)
She is up a creek, but as you can see she does have a paddle.
Just kidding! She has regained her Miss Annie status.
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