There are chickens in there somewhere. They're not coming out to play. It's rained every day since they hatched - their experience of this world is a wet one - they can't be blamed for thinking this a damp and miserable place. Better stay in.
In might be preferable to
Out. I was going to describe them as '
mardy' - meaning 'childish, easily upset or cowardly', but on looking it up in my favourite
Urban dictionary I see the usage favours 'Grumpy. Surly. Like a moaning child who doesn't get his way.'
Nope, I don't think they are that stroppy. They're Big Girls' Blouses, Wimps,
Wet Nellys. (The latter's a
Scouse bread pudding but what a wonderful derogatory term it makes: 'Ger'on with it yer great wet nelly'.)
Bless 'em, they are only about 10 days old and still fit under mum's wings
Nope, I don't think they are that stroppy. They're Big Girls' Blouses, Wimps, Wet Nellys. (The latter's a Scouse bread pudding but what a wonderful derogatory term it makes: 'Ger'on with it yer great wet nelly'.)
Bless 'em, they are only about 10 days old and still fit under mum's wings
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Oh, bless them indeed.
Love every one of those expressions. And what adorable fluffy little chickens-to-be they are. Their mom is a beauty, as well. xo
Hi. What cuties. It's interesting watching how their adult plumage develops. Keep the photos coming please.
Love chicks and how they nestle into Mum's feathers to keep warm. How a hen can accommodate up to a dozen chicks is one of those inexplicable marvels of nature. So much more comes out of an egg than ever goes into it - the miracle of life. How can those feathers, bones, eyes and beak come from the ingredients of meringue and mayonnaise?
How cute are they?! I don't blame them for staying in though - it's been foul... or should that be - no, forget it!
Poor little scraps, it's a beastly wet world to be born into, and they are so sweet. Our girls are thoroughly fed up with rain and are only barely maintaining their equilibrium on a diet of mealworms (yes, they are dreadfully spoilt!)
Sweet little puff balls. I hope the weather improves so that they can have a good dust bath - I don't imagine a mud bath is what they'd enjoy.
They are lovely and so is mummy..
Poor wilson what is it with daft dogs catching bees? Tyson will not learn and is always getting stung though not in the throat yet!
Why on Earth would they even WANT to come out into the rain; if I didn't have to I'd stay indoors to.
Aww, they're cute little things at the moment. I don't blame them for not wanting to come out!
I think eminantely sensible rather than Wet nellie (though think I haven't spelt it correctly!)
What a beautiful mummy they have and they are very cute as well as sensible!
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