CHICKENS: On Saturday I bought a prized black hen from the Enumclaw Sales Pavillion. That auction's location is a story in itself, being how I ate inside at the "Branding Iron Cafe'" there and was served coffee in a chipped mug from "Lee Hill Elementary School" (where I went to grade school, in Auburn). On that mug, there was a saying: "Live purposefully, happily, joyfully."
Doug felt the mug was an omen, since none of the mugs at the Branding Iron match. The chicken I ended up bidding on was the only black hen sold at auction that day. I named her Bastet -- after that nubian Goddess of Egyptian fame (think: Panther Goddess). She's a totally awesome and gentle pet. Trouble is, my existing hens are now going through a terrible time. Soon as I released Bastet into the hen house my Barred Rock hen, Llew, flew at her and her comrade, a reddish-brown Americana hen, named Aphrodite, began attacking as well.
The only chicken not giving Bastet any trouble was Blondie (a Filipino hen) so I locked the two misbehaving birds up in smaller pens to allow Bastet time to get familiar with her new home, unscathed.
Amazingly, Blondie started squawking and kept trying to ram herself through the front of the pen. You'd have thought Bastet was killing her (the way Blondie sounded) but Bastet was simply minding her own business, pecking alfalfa inside the coop.
Ever since then, I've been putting the two naughty hens loose in the fenced yard while Blondie has settled down and she now enjoys the coop with Bastet all on their own (with only the doves for company) . Today, as I was carrying Llew out to the yard, I realized she feels terribly thin; her breast bone is protruding. That really bothers me because I feed the hens corn every day and they always have organic chicken feed filling up their feeder (24/7).
So I toasted some organic multi-grain bread, slathered it with butter and peanut-butter and soaked it in olive oil. Llew's mad at me so she keeps taking her jolly-ol' time accepting food as an offering from my hands. She did finally eat most of it though -- I put the rest down on a flat stone for her but a crow showed up; thieved it.
WRITING: I'm building up a sweat while writing an article about the Law of Attraction. I'm actually employing pirate terminology, to disprove many of the judgmental theories behind that belief without sounding overly legalistic, judgmental or control-freaky. (Totally, this magazine article is a lot of work!).
TEACHING: My next Pallomancy class (pendulum divination) is now scheduled for February 22nd (that's 02-22)/Sunday, from 4-6 at the Crescent Moon Gifts store in Tacoma. I've got a lot of promotional work to do for the workshop.
AS OF JUNE 29, 2011 - SunTiger MOVED!
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