Thursday 08 May, 2014 by Uncle Spike
It’s a pretty well known fact that happy chickens lay eggs. I’m not saying slightly depressed chickens stick a cork in it, but if there has been a fox attack, or a bad storm, or freakishly hot weather or some other disturbance, then yes, they just ‘stop’ for a few days, weeks, or even months.
Me thinks they are happy right now. The fridge is full of eggs, and so is the depot!
No wonder young Duke is looking so happy with life. He’s still third in line to the lofty heights that are the big Clementine tree right next to Bonzo’s hut. But right now, he seems to be permitted to practise his art (ahem) with the blessing of Nigel (No.2) and Pablo (The Boss) – that’s strange to say the least; normally the young’uns are given a good slapping for trying out their amorous activities. I reckon he’s being groomed for future king-ship; call it succession planning in the poultry department.