The Duke is talking again: Its all change! It’s Spring!

THE STORY SO FAR: Always second to Pablo the King, Duke the Rooster is learning to live with the fact that he is not the boss at Uncle Spike’s farm.  Its not all bad though……. read on:

Today we have  a picture of Miss Fluffy Bum  at last!

Straight from the pen of the talking bird who lives on Uncle Spikes Farm in Türkiye reachable at Uncle Spikes Adventures you can find Dukes earlier diary episodes by pressing the Rooster logo here…..

Dukes Diary  starts here

Episode  5 “All change here Aunty Gill”      

Yo Aunty Gill, it’s me again, Duke-Cocka-Locky, your rooster nephew from Türkiye.
Spring has sprunged here Aunty Gill, and that cold weather has moved away – yay!! Sure, it was fun to try and keep warm chasing after Miss Fluffy Bum, but I really don’t like the soggy stuff; it didn’t do much for my delicate but manly feathers either! See what I mean??

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I wanted to tell you about things here with Miss Fluffy Bum. Well, try as I might to get a nice foto for ya, she wasn’t that pleased to get a selfie with me, but Farmer Spike managed to get this next shot…. But she didn’t half whinge about it later in the chook house – I mean, just look at her face, not a happy lady!

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Shortly after that, things all changed around here. Farmer and Misses Spike went away, and a neighbour farmer lady looked after us. It’s also that time of year when new jobs come on offer, and Miss Fluffy Bum decided it was time to move on. I’m not sad though Aunty Gill, as I understand that to volunteer to go live with Mrs Fox to help feed her babies is an honourable job for any chook, and especially so for a girl with a fluffy derriere. But I’m ok, really Aunty Gill… coz look at my new gal, she’s called Mary.

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Ok, so I may not be boss-man yet around here, but Pablo seems a little happier to let me ‘do my thing’, which is fine by me. He likes to be all macho and stand on guard, whilst I ‘look after’ the ladies; in my book that’s called fair job distribution, and so you’ll hear no complaints from me!! Here I am with the gang a few days ago up by the farmhouse.

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I do wonder if Miss Fluffy Bum likes her new job, I hope so. She was never gonna be one for writing, not like me, but we are all proud of her having moved on to bigger and better things. Mrs Fox likes to pop by every now and then, even during office hours, but whilst she does the occasional interview, I guess none of us match up to the high standard she needs to help out at her house.

Oh, there’s Mary walking past… Sorry Aunty Gill, duty calls…

Love, your Rooster Nephew, Duke xx

Uncle Spikes Farm in Türkiye reachable at Uncle Spikes Adventures

Dear Duke

Lovely to hear from you again.  What a shock to hear that Miss Fluffy Bum  has moved on, and so suddenly. Didn’t expect that! Don’t worry if she doesn’t write to you. We can only hope she likes her new bosses as much as they took to  her !  Anyway  Mary looks like  nice company for you; and as for Spring, it  must be pretty wonderful where you are.  So Good times ahead  for sure  Duke…..

Love Auntie Gill  xx

PS.  See  you same time next month

Uncle Spikes Farm in Türkiye reachable at Uncle Spikes Adventures

13 thoughts on “The Duke is talking again: Its all change! It’s Spring!

  1. When you hear the crowing of the roosters, then ask Allah of His bounty, for verily they have seen an angel. When you hear the braying of a donkey, then seek refuge in Allah from Shaitan, [the rejected] for, verily, it has seen a Shaitan.Holy Prophet Muhammad (ﷺ)

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  2. I love hens and roosters and these are fantastic images. eight years ago, I spent two summers outside of Brussells – house, studio, animal, chicken/rooster sitting. It was then that I fell in love with these birds, and loved sketching them. The story is charming:)
    Have a wonderful weekend. x

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  3. These are Spikes wonderful images of his chickens on his farm in Turkey and they do look fantastic and feathery and everything a chicken should be. When I was a kid we had chickens and one off the chickens who grew up to woman hood from an egg laid her first egg in my hands on my lap! I must have been six at the time. Never forgotten the warmth or her feathers ! Have a lovely weekend too Janet ! ❤

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