Change of weather.

Well, what a difference from the snow yesterday was!

The sun was shining, the birds were singing, and Kane was chomping at the bit to go to the shop, get some goalposts and go to the new place to play.

We were told by the 'weather experts' that it was going to rain, so I didn't envisage playing for very long - if at all!

The chickens were let out as soon as we arrived, and they bundled up like a mosh pit crowd, trying to force their way out of the run - if they could have squeezed through the chicken wire, I'm sure they would have....

...it was like seeing the horses bolt out from the starting line, although Rydian - still very weary of me (after I chased him for attacking Kane - and yes, the cooking pot WAS mentioned!), stayed at the back, then with one mad squawk lunge, bolted past me and out into the paddock, where they enjoyed the corn I threw down for them.

Then to the matter of the football.

We set up Kane's goalpost nets on our lawn (freshly cut of course!) and set about having a bit of fun and larking about.

Kane soon found his niche, and decided he wanted to be in goal and save my shots....

...which actually, he did very well!


After about 5 minutes of trying to canter after the ball, the canter soon turned into a walk, as my stupid lung infection took over and I became breathless again.

Kane decided I should walk, so that's what I did - football in slow motion.

While Kane was being Indiana Jones in an aeroplane, running about the grass, I went to spy on the chickens to see what they were up to - and it was quite funny to see them gallivanting around, like kids on holiday - running around flapping their wings, scratching at the earth or just sunning themselves in a nice dusty bath.

One thing that is getting increasingly hard to do now is to get them into the run - it's ok if I have my secret weapon - bread - but if I don't i have to rely on their HOPE that I have bread, or 2 long sticks which i have to herd them with!

Rydian REALLY doesn't like me any more, he always makes me put up extra barriers and makes me work to get him in the run - you'd think he'd be grateful that I was making him safe...

...still - at least the 'ladies' like me!

:D