Spring winds have been playing havoc making it hard to do anything outside today for fear of being lifted off the ground by a gust of wind.  I think the chickens were fearing for their lives.  I certainly wasn’t taking any chances and stayed indoors catching up with a multitude of jobs I’ve been meaning to do.

Like climbing my ironing pile which continues to be like painting the forth bridge.

Blown away

One of the jobs I’ve made limited progress on is rehoming George.  I’ve asked a range of people who all give a resounding no when ask and then offer me lots of alternatives of what to do with him.  These range from eating him to simply let him loose on the state highway to bear his fate.  None of these options has yet captured my imagination yet so I’m stuck with the rooster who is getting madder and madder, like his namesake George III.

He is not that hard done by though as I’ve built him his very own rooster run where he has a great view down the valley.

Rooster run

He also has a great vantage point to keep an eye on his harem as they peck out in the bush.

George's run

Despite enormity of the run, George has taken to wearing out one small patch of grass as he paces up and down in frustration as being shut in.

george

I kind of feel a little sorry for him.  But only kind of.  This rooster is still a menace and on borrowed time.  Until I find a place for him to go and live or I resort to one of the less kindly options suggested to us.

george-2

The hens are partying like crazy being free of his bullying ways.  They are much friendlier and less stressed. Charlotte in particular is a much happier bird.  Laying is getting regularised and they are all coming home at night.

There are some benefits of keeping George penned although I think it’s only a matter of time before he flies out or a hen flies in.  Chickens are not known for their intelligence but somehow where there is a will there’s a way as far as my chickens are concerned.  In the meantime I feel much happier about the whole situation now we have resourced some peace and tranquility in the chicken pen.  Long may it continue.