I continue to fail miserably at bringing “how do you do?” back into the public’s lexicon, but let’s all say it together when meeting the newest and smallest members of our household.
Here’s Violet:
And here are Judy and Doralee:
(Judy’s facing away.)
They are, of course, named for the beleaguered employees of Franklin M. Hart, Jr., the sexist, egotistical, lying, hypocritical, bigoted antagonist in “Nine to Five.”
What a way to make a living.
The chickens are now at home taunting the dog with every move and plotting to take over the world with their God-given fluffy butts and cute cheeps. So far, their likes include walking on each other, cabbage, and chicken chow. Their dislikes include being held, the dog, and sudden movements.
A view of them in their newly completed house:
(Note the dog looking in on the chickens on the right side. She only wants to love them and squeeze them and maybe nibble them, but just a little.)
This is inside the run looking out the right side. So far, Doralee only likes the perch but can’t get anyone to hang out with her.
Here’s the ladder that leads into the coop as well as their food container. Note the loving black dog who is asking sweetly if the chickens would like to come out and play.
How do you do, ladies?
