08/11/2025
So, one winter's day in July, as I was walking up to the local hall to prep an upcoming workshop, I bumped into six little day-old fluffies. They were spread far apart, and one I rescued from the middle of the road after a ute flew by and didn't crush it. Another one was barely moving and didn't peep like the others. I looked for their mother everywhere but couldn't hear her. I called in at the farmhouse and they hadn't seen her either. The woman offered me a box and a slice of white grain bread....
An hour later, I'm running round like a headless chicken, calling my partner for help, researching how to look after chicks in one hand while warming water with the other, and trying to teach them how to drink. Needless to say, no prep got done that day!
One of them didn't make it, but five of them did. With absolute joy, I learned the nature of these little dinosaurs and was lucky enough to give them each some ConTact CARE. You should've SEEN how long their necks were when they relaxed!!
The boys found their crows with us and now have their own flocks to tend to. It was sad for both of us and the girls when they left. But George (we thought she was a he) and Cass (short for Casserole) stayed with us, and taught us how to make an enclosure and build a gate (things can go wrong at every step, aye Skye!!), stain, patch, and put together a chook run.
Blood, sweat, and wire mesh stabs, for the privilege of having them come to sit on our shoulders and groom us, eat from our hands, and occasionally drink the tears running down our face.
Such characters, so intelligent, incredibly agile and quick, and always happy to see us. What a gift to be guardians for these little dinosaurs.
With a huge thanks to Skye for taking them on alongside me and giving up her holiday to care for a sudden addition to the family! The extra workload, stress, and new learning it brought wasn't easy at all. I'm immensely grateful for the opportunity, and the continued support ❤️
Family 🐥🐣🐱🐭🐦🕷🐜🪱
