Introducing Mr Nibbles
A new blogger is appointed
The front-runnersAfter the sad demise of Mrs Feathers RIP, the interest in taking Paws and Claws forward was good at first, with three strong candidates. So I compiled an application form (why are you the best chicken for the job etc.) and I left a few in the coop....
Eggs is eggs
Every year growing up we would spend Easter with my godmother, who owned a flock of about 200 chickens. I can still remember two things from that time: the absolute joy of finding eggs in a nest and the wonderful smell of a mixture of scraps, bran and egg shells...
RIP Mrs Feathers
Some very sad news to report. Mrs Feathers, one of our original chickens who we raised from a chick, passed away quietly and unexpectedly on Saturday. Now reunited with Mr Feathers. Mrs Feathers had an illustrious career as an egg layer and chicken blogger, and was by...
What are these?
So, Mrs Tweedy has taken all the little pekins up to the salon to live. She says every beautiful garden needs a few chickens to make it perfect. And who am I to disagree? Anyhow, it’s clear from the photos she bought back with her today that these girls haven’t got a...
Mr Pabs
Mr Pabs is the proverbial Marmite dog (griffin/yorkie/schnauzer mix mongrel). Whilst strangers are fending off the German Shepherd with a rolled up copy of the People’s Friend, the grinning furball likes to approach silently from the rear.... Read Mr Pabs’ story of...
Coco
Coco the schnocker (schnauzer/cocker mix mongrel and part-time chicken impersonator) sleeps with a picture of Nuno under her pillow. She continually complains about the fact she’s the only Wolves supporter in the house without a season ticket. Actually, she’s the only...
Max
Max, the impossibly handsome German Shepherd rescue, is down in the dumps today after only reaching eighth in the 100 best dogs programme last night. He beat the mongrels by two places, but refused to watch the end of the show and sat on the controller to make sure no...
Jurassic Park
Firstly, I should let you know I’ve decided to call Debbie Mrs Tweedy in homage to my favourite film Chicken Run. And yes, we really do knit our own underwear in case you were wondering. She doesn’t really like her new name but since she accidentally gave me full...
Introducing Me
Hi, I am a real chicken and I live with the human owner of Cabelo, Debbie. I was hatched at a local school as an Easter project, along with my future husband, a few years ago now. When we were no longer cute and yellow, we were given to Debbie and began a free-range...