Pain from an intermittently trapped nerve is causing George problems at the moment.
Sometimes he is fine but at other times he has to use a walking stick and hobbles around like a very old man. So I told him to stay inside while I did his morning chores. It was such a beautiful day that I was more than happy to get out there in the fresh air and sunshine.
The cats joined Toby and I as we went across to give the hens some more food. Sparky is always fascinated by the hens and pays close attention.
I left the hens to feed, and took Toby for a couple of circuits around the wood - naturally the cats had to join in, doing their usual trick of racing up and down the trees, they must burn up so much energy.
We were soon joined by the hens and I had high hopes that perhaps today would be the day when I finally get that magic shot with 3 hens, 2 cats and 1 dog all in the same frame...
I tried going ahead of them and then quickly turning around
alas, the cats were just out of shot, so I carried on...
suddenly there was a great commotion, Billie the beak (the hen with the crossed beak) had decided that she would attack Toby (again) the cats took fright and the other hens headed off leaving the attack hen to it...
Alas, I have failed, yet again.
One day I will get that magic shot. The hens, the cats and Toby make such a wonderful entourage, I would dearly love to share it with you.
Maybe next time.
I count today a success though, I found this beautiful tree eye, it is one of the kindest, gentlest-looking ones I have seen.
As I type this George is restored to fitness again, although I think he may have to see a chiropractor if the problem returns.