Thursday, 17 May 2012

'Handbags' over sleeping quarters....



Two sets of googly eyes have been following my every move. Nose and beak pressed firmly against the window, one waiting for me to feed her and the other waiting for me to stop dawdling around, tidying up last little bits, and get outdoors and into the lovely sunshine, to take her for a run through the fields. Charlie our resident hen, and Ruby dog, have been waiting very impatiently on the patio. In the hedge, Mist the sheep dog lazes, keeping a watchful eye on events.
Charlie has always absolutely, firmly and resolutely refused, with a huge capital ‘R’, to use the nesting box and hen coup the happy farmer built for her several years ago. The gate to the enclosure lies ajar, the door to the hen hut swinging gently, long since deserted, or so I thought…..


There was a huge kerfuffle coming from Mist’s kennel the other evening. When I investigated, I found the hen and the sheepdog having a ‘set to’. Prompt action was called for on my behalf, as it appeared that Mist was positively attacking Charlie. She appeared to have her cornered in the kennel, a quick ‘bark’ from me, and Charlie came strutting out, clucking away loudly, as she shook her flustered feathers down. Mist looked on submissively, ears bent firmly down, a guilty look spread across her face, as she sprawled across the length of her kennel. I looked across a few minutes later only to see the bold Charlie back in the kennel, and Mist, gently but firmly head-butting the old girl around the kennel, trying to nudge her back out, the way she had arrived in. Charlie was having none of it, and kept jumping back behind the dog, further into the kennel, and so it went on.
Each night since Mist has refused to share her kennel, but Charlie is a very determined hen, and so the sleeping arrangements now consist of Mist sleeping in the hedge and Charlie roosting happily in the kennel.
Imagine my delight the other day then, when I went over to the old hen coup and found it is being used once again, maybe not as sleeping quarters, but was laden with a nest of eggs. We have not had a ‘Charlie’ egg since last year, as Mist has been merrily guzzling her way through the nests Charlie had been making for herself around the various corners of the farm. Possibly Mist views it as rent for lodging in the dog kennel, maybe as a necessity to keep her coat all glossy and shiny, or perhaps more likely because she thinks only of her stomach! Charlie, however, refusing to be out done by that clever dog, has simply taken to laying fresh eggs on a daily basis in the hen coup….clever chick that she is!!
Until next time….

9 comments:

Fennie said...

Posie this is such a delightful story - and funny too. I can so well imagine what is happening. I think Mist deserves all those eggs. Hope your weather is not as cold as ours down here.

Paula said...

Poor Mist! Being ousted out from her cosy kennel. Got to hand it to the hen though sticking to her guns!

Love this story and Mist is such a beautiful looking dog too.


P x

jane said...

Hello Posie = how lovely to catch up on Charlie and Mist - I lve your animal stories - what characters they are -nothing like a fresh egg though - Take Care - Janexx

Molly said...

Posie. Loved the Mist and Charlie saga - made me laugh. You certainly have your work cut out.

Rob-bear said...

Mist and Charlie. What a pair. Obviously they keep you busy — writing stories about them.

Blessings and Bear hugs.

Frances said...

Ahh Posie, what a bunch of characters you have round your place! Just like the previous commenters, I have been chuckling away at the tale, while envying your access to those very fresh eggs.

xo

Chris Stovell said...

My goodness! Charlie's a feisty character, isn't she? Does she realise she's a hen or does she think she's an egg-laying dog? Mist is clearly determined to keep egg-laying dogs to a minimum!

Elizabeth Musgrave said...

Poor old Mist! I am astonished that Charlie is winning this particular battle - tribute to the gentleness of the dog I think!

Pondside said...

I missed this post in the madness of the wedding preparations. I'm left wondering how it all ended!