More Fowl Thoughts

Hello again, it’s the last Tialys chicken here with news for you about my search for a new family after my last companion died of old age and left me feeling lonely.

On Monday, Mme Tialys let me out of my hen house and, before I could even have a sip of water or a peck at some food, she tried to pick me up.  Well, I wasn’t having any of that sort of nonsense, so I led her a merry dance round and round my run, hiding in the bamboo and behind some nettles until she gave up and went off to put cream on her nettle stings, change her nice dress she’d put on that morning and leave for a meeting – she was late apparently, serves her right.

The next morning, the same thing happened, only this time she was ready for me.  All exits blocked, cage ready, I was nabbed.

This is me in the back of the car with all my leftover food – it was torture as I hadn’t had breakfast. I’m sitting on a newspaper with a photo of a half naked man on the front – apparently it’s Aidan Turner aka Poldark.  He’s alright I suppose but he’s got no feathers worth a mention so I peed on him.

Half an hour later I was in a new place.

Mme Tialys has some good friends who she says, if ever she comes back as an animal and needs a home with humans, they would be the ones she would want to adopt her.  When they saw my ad on Tinder, they said I could go and live with them and their chickens (and horses, donkeys, dogs, cats, etc.) so Mme. Tialys took me there to see if I approved.

Mme. Karen is holding me in the cage while Monsieur John distracts the others with some noodles.

Let me at those noodles, I’m starving.


I was gratified to see that I am the fattest biggest chicken there so I did start duffing a few of them up just to show I wasn’t going to take kindly to them ganging up on me or anything.  Monsieur John asked Mme Tialys if she had a muzzle for me.  Cheek!

O.K., you’ve showed me where the noodles are kept, you can clear off now Lightweight.

So, I won’t be lonely any more – there are 14 other chickens here including some funny looking Leghorns and it’s obvious that Monsieur John is a complete softie where his chickens are concerned so I’ll soon have him wrapped round my little chicken foot and doing my bidding.  I might even try to squeeze an egg out for him every now and again.

What do you think of my new place?

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  1. #1 by Rosemary on July 12, 2018 - 08:54

    😂😂😂 wonder…fowl 🐓

  2. #3 by katechiconi on July 12, 2018 - 08:55

    I’m beginning to think Mme Pertelote there needs her own blog. I hope there’s a Chanticleer to keep the weasels away, and for her to nag?

    • #4 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 08:44

      No chanticleer but I’m sure she’ll find somebody to nag anyway. They’ve never had a weasel attack – but then, in twelve years neither had we. The same friend told me that they once lost a whole clutch of guinea pigs to a weasel – all beheaded and just left there – but I think that was when they still lived in the U.K.

      • #5 by katechiconi on July 13, 2018 - 08:50

        Failing Chanticleer, I’m sure she’s got a rewarding career as Born Leader. Perhaps they should name her Mrs Thatcher, what do you think?

      • #6 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 10:07

        Well, she’s not quite that fierce.

      • #7 by katechiconi on July 13, 2018 - 10:33

        Mrs Merkel, then?

  3. #8 by nanacathy2 on July 12, 2018 - 11:21

    I think you are very lucky!

    • #9 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 08:40

      Chicken heaven on earth.

  4. #10 by Kim on July 12, 2018 - 12:05

    Aww, that’s so nice. Although I’m not sure I agree with her assessment of Aiden Turner – I think he’s fairly hendsome 😉

  5. #12 by claire93 on July 12, 2018 - 14:52

    lovely to see you found her a new home where she’ll be able to strut her stuff for year to come!

    • #13 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 08:38

      Hopefully – her recently departed companion was around 12 years old and we only lost her sister chick because of the weasel/stoat massacre so she could go on for years.

  6. #14 by CurlsnSkirls on July 12, 2018 - 18:28

    Thanks so much for this update – just what I needed first thing in the morning! Hope she enjoys her new home.

    • #15 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 08:35

      She couldn’t fail to. My friends spoil all their animals and the chickens are no exception – I almost stayed there with her 😉

  7. #16 by Lynda on July 12, 2018 - 18:47

    Oh, lovely digs! So glad you were able to re-home her. I hated the thought of a lonely chicken. Thanks for the smile!

    • #17 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 08:34

      I had my friend in mind all the time but didn’t like to ask outright in case she felt obliged. Mrs. Hen couldn’t have gone to a better home.

  8. #18 by kathyreeves on July 13, 2018 - 03:44

    😂😂😂😂 When she peed on The half naked man I lost it! And she does look like Queen of the Noodles!!

    • #19 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 08:29

      Apparently she put herself to bed nicely with some of the others that first night so the future is looking good.

  9. #20 by nettyg on July 13, 2018 - 06:32

    Relief for all of us, Mrs Chook included. Glad she has a new and happy home where she won’t end up running fowl of anybody with nasty intentions about putting her in the pot!

    • #21 by tialys on July 13, 2018 - 08:27

      They’d not be too happy if they tried that – she’s about 5 years old 😉

  10. #22 by KerryCan on July 13, 2018 - 12:34

    Oh, I do love a happy ending!

  11. #23 by Thimberlina on July 13, 2018 - 17:35

    I can’t believe you’ve let a chicken go to a new home that can write blogs posts🙀 Lovely story 😍

    • #24 by tialys on July 14, 2018 - 08:03

      How spooky! I was just thinking about you when I was walking the dogs yesterday morning – wondering how you were doing and debating whether to send you a friendly email – then ‘poof’ there was your comment in my inbox. I know you’re probably all over IG like a rash but I don’t go there lest I spend even more time in front of the screen. I can imagine how busy you are so I guess IG suits you better. Lovely to hear from you anyway and, yes, I let the chicken go but I still have a dog that occasionally writes blog posts 😉

  12. #25 by jendavismiller on July 14, 2018 - 23:23

    Ah yes, all’s well that ends well. I do believe your feathered friend will thrive in her new digs. I had to run to google and check out this Aiden Turner – yes ma’am, he is quite the looker. (I can suggest an orange-hued American she could do her business on….ugh.)

    • #26 by tialys on July 15, 2018 - 09:14

      Haha 🙂 Yes, he’s the nation’s favourite hunk at the moment (Aidan Turner, not the orange-hued one) – he did a shirtless bit of scything in one episode that had everybody’s hearts beating a little faster – a bit like Colin Firth (as Mr. Darcy) did when he emerged from the lake wearing a wet and clingy shirt in Pride & Prejudice back in the 90s.

  13. #27 by poshbirdy on July 23, 2018 - 17:34

    You definitely did the right thing. Looks like a lovely spot too (and noodles? Well, that’s fantastic service)

    • #28 by tialys on July 24, 2018 - 09:45

      It is isn’t it and I’ve just been sent photos showing how she’s now become part of the flock. A much better way for her to spend her mature years.

  14. #29 by Susan on July 28, 2018 - 17:42

    What a great new home! Plenty of companions, and the grub sounds good!

    • #30 by tialys on July 30, 2018 - 10:59

      Yes, she is going to be very spoiled and recent photographs show she’s fitted in a treat although she towers above all the other chicks.

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