Wednesday, March 25, 2020
A postcard from Abby
Abby Normal, that is!
You won't be angry?!?
I'd surely have been a mad scientist if my lab came equipped with a flouncing Teri Garr. Bet!.
One of the red hens was being curious this morning and seemed willing to come closer to both me and the dogs than usual. Which makes me curious.
They usually keep more distance. It's interesting. I have no idea if it means anything. Probably not. Kind of fun though. I'd have never had the chance to ponder such a deep and important question if we had no chickens!
I wonder if the chickens wonder about human behavior. I tend to think of myself as a superior form of life, and certainly superior to chickens. But am I? I guess it depends on how one defines superior. I can think of a number of metrics wherein I am not, in fact, superior.
As I was fetching the chickens their water (would a superior being fetch water for an inferior being? Hmmm...) I saw something wonderful.
It's a sharp-shinned hawk. Beautiful. Sharp-shined hawks are also known as chicken hawks, being one of three or four species of small North American hawks which routinely predate chickens. When this one flew right past my face, between me and the chicken house/enclosure, I immediately wondered if it was there to eat my chickens! So I watched (and filmed) it closely. Magnificent!
When it flew away it formated on a pair of Eurasian Collared Doves. I believe it was attempting to predate one of them. It occurred to me that that the sharp-shinned hawk may prefer smaller wild prey to large chickens inhabiting an area frequented by humans. Perhaps I don't need to freak out until the chickens are in actual danger.
Man, that is a beautiful hawk.
I really enjoyed ozzy man's take on the present unprecedented worldwide existential disaster thingy.
Here's a thought. Maybe I don't have to lay down and die just because a bunch of experts on the teevee say that's what I'm supposed to do.
Just a thought. For what it's worth.
Be well and embrace the blessings of liberty.