Bush eggs: two. Nest box eggs: none. Feed hopper: full. Sore legs: two per chicken.
Yucky, yucky, yucky. Scaly mites! Last week it was lice, this week scaly mites – what next!? If I stand outside the people house on one foot and then limp and stumble around a bit the female person should get the message to attend to our legs. None of us like the cure, but most of us are suffering from the mites so we will put up with the person-handling and the degradation of being upended and pinned under a warm armpit while our legs are coated with goo.
Steve and Brian seem to be doing well with their New Year’s ‘More Eggs’ resolution, I see. I’m still gathering steam on that one.
Oh and on an interesting note I said, “most of us were suffering from scaly mites”. Steve and Brain, with their oddly pink coloured legs ever don’t ever seem to be affected. Now obviously, the dark legs that I and the rest of the flock have are way more attractive than pale pink ones but having occasional scaly mite infestations is a high price to pay for sexy legs.
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