Eric has left the building!
On Easter Monday Eric moved to his new
home, about an hours drive from our place. Two very surprised hens moved as
well and although it was a bit unfair to uproot them, it felt the right thing
to do. Our young cockerel would never have settled down alone in a new, still
empty henhouse and our hens take things in their stride. They turn three years
old this spring so they know a thing or two about life. We also knew by now
that Eric would not be happy with us anymore, as every time he made a louder
noise or approached a hen, Monty came screaming around the corner. Not a nice
way to live! On Sunday night Eric crashed into the back of my head, trying to
land next to a hen, sitting on my shoulder. He felt that at least there he would
be safe to flirt with a hen without Monty interfering. He missed the landing
and it felt like being hit by a football with claws. We were all slightly
startled by that attempt.
Moving day was a bit of an ordeal as
an hour before our friends were to arrive to collect them, all our hens decided
to start laying eggs. This meant a lot of shuffling about, deciding where to
make a temporary nest, a lot of calling for the cockerels and just general
mayhem. Eric started going a hundred and ten around the place as Darya the hen
was occupied elsewhere and could not hang out with him. Our lovely sheep just
stared and I think they did some packing of their own.
It's interesting to watch when people
who really know animals and work daily in an environment where animals are
loved, enter our little stable. Monty is usually the first to start flying
around when visitors arrive. This time he just stood watching Eric and left the
creating of a chaotic situation to him. The real difference is with our four
sheep. They are shy and weary of new people but now they just took a collective
step forward and asked how everyone was doing this noise filled afternoon. The
youngest lady of the party almost left for home with our sheep, instead of hens
and a cockerel. It's easy when you know how....
After the first few slightly miserable
attempts to catch dear Eric we managed and off they drove to their new life.
The stable became so quiet; you could hear a feather drop to the floor. I just
let all the animals outside for a while and they wondered around looking for
their friends. Pippi, Eric's mother looked everywhere but soon started pecking
away as usual. She stopped spending time with her son a few weeks ago, when all
the fighting began between the cockerels. Maybe that was Eric growing up, leaving
home, so to speak?
A few hours later the phone rang and
our friends told us about happy hens and how well everyone had settled in. They
did not need to tell me about Eric (they did anyway as they are kind people)
but I could hear him in the background. He was telling all and everyone that he
had arrived, nattering away about his new home, the food and all he could see
through the window. Hens close by and new friends, Eric was a happy-chappy and
an adventure had begun for them in a beautiful, new home.
Darya slept in her normal place, that
night, no Eric to keep her company but her dear sheep around her. It will take
a few days and then Monty will be back there with her, like it used to be.
Spring is here and our first new neighbours have arrived from warmer countries.
Doves cooing in the trees and we are knee deep in slightly thin looking
blackbirds. Two very surprised geese are on the field, clearly feeling they
arrived at the party a bit too early. We feed all and everyone and welcome them
back.
Credit: Dasha Dimitrova |
Migrating birds use the sun, stars and
landmarks, to name a few factors, to help their navigation. The Bar-headed
Goose (Anser indicus), fly over the Himalayan Mountains in eight hours, on
their way from Mongolia to India. They fly during the night, all on their own
muscle strength with no Sherpas to help out. I find that to be an impressive
achievement.
There is still some snow to melt away
on the lawns, but a happy summertime to you all. It seems that we made it
through another winter so well done, all of us.
Next blog post on the 10th April.
Text by Nina
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