Comments on: Chicks http://eslblogs.englishclub.com/cayte/2008/07/18/chicks/ Just another EnglishClub.com ESL Blogs weblog Sun, 08 Nov 2009 01:31:57 +0000 http://wordpress.org/?v=2.3.1 By: cayte http://eslblogs.englishclub.com/cayte/2008/07/18/chicks/#comment-41 cayte Mon, 04 Aug 2008 11:47:40 +0000 http://eslblogs.englishclub.com/cayte/2008/07/18/chicks/#comment-41 Talking about chickens, one of my hens was acting very strange. One day my husband and I were sitting in a computer room opposite to each other. From his computer, he could see what was going on in the front yard through a thin white transparent curtain. On my spot, I could see only some movements. Our chickens were walking around scratching their ways to find food. Suddenly we heard a noise like a young rooster just learnt how to crow; both of us know well that we have only one big rooster (Ralph). I opened the door and there it was my hen flapping her wings and starting to crow like a rooster. She did it three of four times before sailing away with the rest of the flock. My husband asked, "Did one of the female do that?" I always talk to my chicken even though they don't understand me. "Should I call you a female rooster or a rooster hen?" She is the only one hen that has never used her fet to scratch for food on the ground because her toenails are extemely long. I always say, "You're a weird chicken. You know that?" Talking about chickens, one of my hens was acting very strange. One day my husband and I were sitting in a computer room opposite to each other. From his computer, he could see what was going on in the front yard through a thin white transparent curtain. On my spot, I could see only some movements. Our chickens were walking around scratching their ways to find food. Suddenly we heard a noise like a young rooster just learnt how to crow; both of us know well that we have only one big rooster (Ralph). I opened the door and there it was my hen flapping her wings and starting to crow like a rooster. She did it three of four times before sailing away with the rest of the flock. My husband asked, “Did one of the female do that?”

I always talk to my chicken even though they don’t understand me. “Should I call you a female rooster or a rooster hen?” She is the only one hen that has never used her fet to scratch for food on the ground because her toenails are extemely long. I always say, “You’re a weird chicken. You know that?”

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