Wednesday, October 19, 2005

Meet Peepers

This photo makes me think of a very short, short film called, "Bambi Meets Godzilla" had to be there....

Those giant feet are my son's. The little yellow feet belong to "Peepers". If you are a regular visitor, you know that a few weeks ago, my hen produced 6 chicks. We left the hen with the chicks for a while, until Peepers became the target of malicious pecking by momma hen and siblings.

I rescued bloody Peepers and brought him (could be a her, but we have called him a him so I will continue) inside for R&R. Of course this elicited great sympathy and lots of, " Oh poor little thing...blah, blah, blah".

I stressed that Peepers was only in the house until he healed up. I MEAN IT!

Peepers got his name because he would not shut up. "PEEP, PEEP, PEEP, PEEP, AD INFINITUM..." He did quiet down whenever anyone took him out of his little cage for playtime. They did this alot. My son could walk around the kitchen and this tiny chick would frantically follow him around to stand by his if he were a hen on steroids.

At bedtime, Peepers would only quiet down in a totally dark room. The laundry room seemed the best place for his little home. A towel over the cage helped, but if anyone turned on the light in the adjoining kitchen..."PEEP, PEEP, PEEP!

After a few days, Peepers had healed his wounds and put on some weight so I took him out to be with his siblings...minus the mom hen who is free ranging again.

"Where's Peepers?" they said.

"He's back where he belongs.", I said.

"Awwwwwww.", they unison.

'Okay, he can come in one more night"...which stretched into about three more, but it's finally homecoming week and the 3 teens are all busy, busy with float building and stuff.

Yesterday I slipped Peepers back into the chick cage OUTSIDE and nobody whined.

It is kind of quiet though... Posted by Picasa


Rexroth's Daughter said...

That is such a cute story. You're going to make sure he's okay, aren't you? He may need a few a more night in the house, where he's safe and warm. When was the last time you checked on him?

Your kids are really having a great childhood!

swamp4me said...

Several years ago, when my younger son was, well, younger, he was following me around as I made plaster casts of animal tracks. He left a nice barefoot track in the mud so I made a cast of it as well. These days I use it in an interpretive program I give on a regular basis and people ask me if it is a sasquatch track -- sadly, they are serious most of the time :) In their defense, I will say this - the boy has some big feet on him!

Awesome little diddle, by the way. You may have yourself a house chicken if you're not careful ;)

Floridacracker said...

I just came in from tucking him in. He's cozied up with his siblings and seemed content. Yes, the kids are having a good childhood...we're providing that instead of an inheritance. :)

He (looks down at own feet) gets those big feet honestly.
A house chicken...ugh... I once rangered next to a very poor rural neighborhood in your state...near 'luftee. Doors were wide open and chickens did actually stroll through the houses.

pablo said...

I've seen Bambi Meets Godzilla.

Stay dry down there.

Laura said...

LOL, now you know why I get so crazy when my daughter's bird decides to sing.
and sing,
and sing, and...

by the way, anyone need a nice, sweet cockatiel???

Thunder Dave said...

Great reference to "Bambi meets Godzilla"!

But if you want to talk about big feet, that's a subject I know well! If you recall I think the birth announcement of our youngest was somethinglike "....gave birth to an 8lb pair of feet...". I thought my feet were big (13's), but "G-nerve" has 15's. Our little boy ain't so little anymore!

Floridacracker said...

An interesting little film.Actually my pond is dropping...I'm hoping for a northward turn of Wilma.

I don't know how bird owners stand a bird in the house. Noisey and messy...I've got kids for that!

15's?? Is he 8 feet tall? :)

Hick said...

I saw Bambi vs. Godzilla, too. When I told my kids about it they were appalled. Heh! They also thought Maxwell's Silver Hammer was a terrible song. Foolish children.

Good usual.

Floridacracker said...

Love both the movie and the song.

Juli said...

Where do you recommend getting chicks around here? I want three so I can have my own egg-layers.