Lost and found / not a peep

Yesterday was very nearly a disaster! You know that hole in the fence that foxy went through on Wednesday morning? It turns out that Mary has an appetite for adventure. Heading out for early doors we prepared a light snack for the chooks and duly rounded them up. You should see them run when they know there's a treat a comin. All but one came dashing down the garden -wings a flappin. Mary was missing! We searched everywhere - inside, outside, front, back - she was nowhere to be seen. The fence at the back is quite a high one and not one to easily see over but Kiwi was determined to get his pint in so out came the ladder, he was up it in a flash and there he spied her. There she was sunning herself in the middle of our neighbour's garden without a care in the world. Over he went and pushed her in the direction of home but she couldn't see the gap and I could see her in the foliage running back and forth past the gap but not able to get to it. I reached through, grabbed her leg and pulled her back to home turf.  She was not happy to be so roughly handled but once in my arms she didn't budge.  Not even a wriggle, just happy to be back in the fold.



 On the Polly front, her feeder worked this morning and there wasn't a sound from her.  Hopefully we're onto a winner now - as long as she gets her breakfast she'll keep quiet.  She loves her food, here she is, polishing off the crumbs from my plate of toast tucking into my coffee to wash it down with!