Things I didn’t need to do when feeling sick: Round up all the idiot bantam roosters who got themselves stuck in the snow all over the d*mn farm.
It started when I looked out the living room window and wondered to myself what on earth was on the roof of the coop?
A closer study revealed it was, in fact, three of our tiny bantam boys stuck in the 6 inches of heavy wet snow on said roof. 🙄
Sighing, I put on my winter gear and went out to assess the situation. The coop is a former grainary and quite tall and to reach the feathered fools, I would need something quite long. I had no energy for a long search but thankfully I hadn’t yet broken down the mammoth sunflower stalks in the garden so I grabbed one of those and used it to slide the wee roosters off the roof one by one. They glided, plopped into the snow and proceeded to get stuck yet again. I had to scoop them up from their plop holes and place them in the safety of the coop. 🤦♀️
I continued with evening chores and over by the sheep shed, I heard chirping. I soon found that the the errant, mostly grown chicks of our Mille Fleur bantam hen were stranded all over the yard and pasture. It looked like someone had just lobbed bantam snowballs all over the place.The mom was perched on the fence calling to them but they were too stuck and too cold to get to her. And so I trudged through yet more snow to capture them all and reunite them with mom in the barn.
Now quite tired of fetching lost fowl in deep snow, I was almost finished with chores when I heard the cry of a guinea baby. I had noticed the flock was stuck inside a shed they weren’t normally in (guineas HATE snow) and sure enough, one of the babies was stuck in a tree right above that shed. With no way to reach it, I was reduced to lobbing snowballs in its direction until it flew to the ground and rejoined its family.
Hopefully as winter goes on, these idiots can remember how snow works and stay inside when the white stuff comes down!