May I introduce myself. Little Man - My Story and my friend Hippie.
My name is Little Man. I had the fortune to end up living with one who walks on two legs. My mother taught me at a young age that those who walk on two legs, also referred to as humans, could be good or evil and to watch carefully and make them earn your trust. After two months of trying to gain my trust, she succeeded and I named the human, the Gardener. You here at TGN will know her as Monec Marie.
Quite some time ago the Gardener, wrote a story at the forum about my relationship with a rabbit. The rabbit and I are still good friends but being a special needs rabbit, she never learned how to use the litter box correctly, so we have limited time either in a pen or outdoors. I still love the games we play and time sleeping side by side.
This last year has been difficult. Life was turned upside down and the days of TV with the Elder have come to an end. Cats suffer from change and loss too, so it's been a trying time for all of us.
The Gardeners life has changed dramatically and with that, mine too. She has had to find an additional source of income and times have been tough. But she is stubborn like me and things are falling in place.
With the changes I have had additional responsibilities. She said change is good, so I help more on the homestead and wrote a children's book. Of course, the Gardener helped with the book and together we are working on the illustrations. That's more her department as I have limited artistic abilities. I just approve or reject her artwork.
To earn my keep I help with garden design and implementation and have started to travel with her when she does photography. I am able to attend some of her gardening classes. I was weary about traveling and meeting people but I have spent too much time alone and find this is good.
I have a garden helper named Hippie. She is a polish crested chicken. Her job is composting and garden maintenance. She is very capable and a hard worker. We are also fast friends.
Well, the other day while caring for the small flock, the gardener comes in and is quiet. I don't like that look. In about 20 minutes she goes back out. Something is up.
She returns with Hippie in her arms. Oh joy! Play time! Then the "look" sinks in. My heart sinks, something is wrong with Hippie.
Somehow Hippie has cut her foot. It's not a bad cut but looks deep and with the brutal cold temperatures we have, she is weak and has a possible infection. The Gardener is looking her over and deciding if she can treat the injury herself. Yes, with what she has learned here in the forum and from other chicken owners she feels she can successfully treat Hippie.
Hippie has her own indoor pen, away from everyone. Her foot is being soaked and herbs applied for healing. she has more energy and is eating like a pig. Her walking still needs improvement, but we feel she will make a full recovery, just in time for planting season!
I enjoy my new responsibilities but there is also the responsibility of the crew I take care of and the emotional attachments that come with it.
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