The boy is back!
“All Growed Up”
Hey Aunty Gill – Happy New Year !
I’m still here . I listened to what you said, and stopped attacking the hoomans. Plus Farmer Spike’s steel boots hurt my bum once or twice, so I guessed you were right and that I should behave more proper like. He seems happy with me now, and the talk of some large pot seems to have abated…
So, I’ve been bossman here over eight months; can you believe that, really?
I know Mrs Fox keeps asking all of us one-by-one to go work at her place, but I’ve resisted coz I kinda like it here in this job. My ladies don’t bend my ear so much now either, and I’ve learned to do ‘my thing’ with more grace, so I guess I’m almost growed up now, you could say.
Oh, and here you are; this is me a couple of days ago – on top of my favourite rock
It’s mid-winter here, but no snow of course. It just means half the time we have lots of wind and rain, and the rest is quite sunny and warm, which of course helps me look all pretty like.
Seems ages ago since Farmer Spike grabbed me by the wotsits and removed me from Soup Row. I never realised I was gonna be a bossman at the time, but it’s the best.
Just look at how young and trim I was way back then!
Can’t say I am surprised that you are OK. Always thought you might be more sensible than you look beneath all those feathers! You are looking beautiful by the way ~ in an unsoupy grand sort of way~ so I am so glad you survived Christmas!
It is good to hear you are all growed up and have finally learnt the rules about how to get on with the chickens. Your winter looks decidedly more colourful than it does here at the moment.
We have only had a little snow! So here is a belated Happy New Year to You! And keep you eye on that fox…
Love Aunty Gill xxxx