The Talking Bird from Turkey is: ‘Gettin’ the hang of it!…..’
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Chapter 8
Wotcha Aunty Gill – guess what? I’m still here!!
Mrs Fox hasn’t requested my services, so I’ve had a whole month in my job of Top Rooster. And I’ll tell you what, it’s a pretty Top Job too. Because of Mrs Fox and her constant demands to ‘borrow’ one of us each day, Farmer Spike put most of the younger gals (my sisters) back into the Girlie Pen, which is next door to Soup Row (where my brothers are). They are safe there he said, but I do kinda miss ‘em to err, ‘play with’. I wander past their pen every day and blow kisses
I do however, get to live and play with the remaining senior ladies… that’s Mary and Missy. They got used to me now, and stopped beatin’ up on me. That was weird; ya know, me supposed to be ‘The Boss’ and all that! But now we are sort of ‘equals’, and we all stay together as a gang during the day, and sleep under the kitchen stairs at night.
Ah yes, BIG news to report…. I don’t fall off so much now; nearly got the hang of this bit – and it’s rather fun too. I spend most of the day flappin’ my right wing to the floor, lowering my head, and doing a sort of ‘jig’… then I chase one or both my mature female companions to see if they’ll let me do my balancing bit J I used to keep falling off, which was all a bit embarrassing, but no more, haha!
I wanted a picky of me ‘in action’ – Farmer Spike said “No Brian, inappropriate; especially for your Aunty Gill!”. Oh well.
Great Aunt Spike was here for a couple of months, and she used to feed me every day. I’m not scared of hoomans anyway as Farmer Spike looked after us as baby chicks, so we know he’s a good’un, so we reckoned his mom would be too. She used to feed me biscuits every afternoon at 5 o’clock. I got used to that, so Farmer Spike carried on that too – RESULT.
Best wishes from Rooster Nephew, Brian xx
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Dear Brian
Thank you so much for letting us know how you and your friends are getting on. It is nice to know you are getting your biscuits from kind Uncle Spike. You should try his carmelised oranges recipe sooooo delicious. By the way~ in the top picture of you~ is that a new comb one of the Girlies threw to you when you walked by? Hey ho! Things are looking good Brian.
See you again next time
and take care
from Aunty Gill xx
Adorable…that that Brian! I have to get my roosters out there! Love ya!
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Thanks for that Holly! x
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Yes, not sure how Poultry Porn is regulated these days.
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Reblogged this on Uncle Spike's Adventures and commented:
New instalment in the year-long series I pen on the life and times of our roosters… 🙂
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thank you for lending your lovely Brian Spike!
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Dear Brian,
You are looking quite buff like you have been working out at the gym. Young Josephine the cat wants to know why in the world you would want to balance on top of a girl “cHiKiN” and why they would let you. She thinks you might be going to join the “ciR-kUs.”
🙂 maureen from maryland and her faithful cat, young josephine
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Thanks for your lovely comments here Josphine, I so love your admiration.You sound like a very nice cat , Love from Brian xxx
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Good post, Brian! Good Post! I hope, as you are doing your balancing act, you don’t tear up the girl’s combs too much. A ratty comb is an ugly thing.
You ARE looking good! YAY! for biscuits (cookies here in America)
Linda
http://coloradofarmlife.wordpress.com
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thank you for your appreciation and link to your lovely blog 🙂
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Your blog is always fun also
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