This week was busy and started with a catastrophe on Monday. I was asked to do a night shift and at around 2 o'clock in the morning it suddenly came into my mind that I forgot to put a weigh onto the provisional enclosure of my chicks. What shall I say - the worst case scenario came true and when I came home in the morning all three chicks were gone, taken by a fox!
So I spent Tuesday buying a fence and fixing it to secure the Bantam Leghorn hen who decided to breed in an free breeze goat stable (with two eggs). Fort Knox for a tiny hen!
Wednesday I went to Adelaide and signed the contract for the transportable home. A huge package of paperwork and every page needed a signature or initials.
Yesterday I drove into the opposite direction to meet the electrician at the property. He will give me a quote next week and then I'm able to decide where the house will get to. I also visited a company who is doing sheds - essential component for the proposed farm.
Clare had to stay at home in the backyard. But in the evening we did our 10 km workout and yesterday we went to the beach.

Three days ago I opened the door of the aviary and let the starlings free. But they are still babys and hungry so I keep on feeding them. As soon as they recognize me they start screaming and coming along.

Yesterday he hit his spurs into my right forearm. I stopped breathing because it hurt so much. I think he injured a vein although the skin was not cut. A big swelling emerged and I couldn't move my hand for some time. I already chopped off the tips of his spurs a couple of weeks ago but obviously this was not enough. Today I anaesthetised him and removed the spurs - gone for ever!



I think his ladies will be thankful too - when he is making love he is pretty rude and reckless.