A little over an hour ago it was so hot and humid here that I was worried about my poor chickens. We hadn't had a real rain in weeks, so I sprayed down their run to cool off the dirt and filled up lots of water containers and they seemed okay, but it was just miserable outside. I also gave them cold pieces of watermelon and orange slices - which they love - to help cool them down.
I had the youngest chickens (Cochins) inside the big part of the coop, but had a screen up in the doorway so the big birds couldn't get inside since they're not roommates yet and I wanted to be around to monitor them when we put them altogether so nobody gets too picked on. I was inside the house puttering about when the sky opened and it started to pour. Yay! Rain!
Normally the big chickens will scurry inside to get out of the rain. (Well, everyone but the four Wyandottes, who for some reason seem to love being in the rain.) But with the screen up, they couldn't get in, so I dashed out and moved it. But for some crazy chicken reason their brains didn't compute and they just stood there in the downpour looking at me as though there was nowhere for them to go - and how could I?
Ol' Cockeyed Clyde, the big rooster Mike was holding in one picture recently, looked particularly dejected and "hurt", his big comb flopping to one side when it is normally standing straight up and his normal puff and bluster soaked out by the rain, making him look downright puny.
So I joined them in the rain to show them the way and tell them how silly they were being, getting soaked myself. Once inside they mingled with the small Cochins pretty well and shook themselves and dried off. Clyde shook a lot and puffed back up, regaining his kingly strut.
We all hung out in the coop for about half an hour listening to the rain pouring down on the tin roof of the coop. We "talked" to each other and several of the chickens jumped on my lap to visit and cuddle up. The guineas in the "baby" room were quiet and all lined up on their perch and there was a nice cozy rainy peace as everyone took a mid-day rain break.
The rain stopped, but it's still dark and cloudy and drizzling. I see Clyde out there with his two girls, along with the rain-loving Wyandottes, but everyone else must be chillin' in the coop.
Chickens sure are lovable funny little creatures.
Chicken Lover original mixed media collage by Julene Ewert (from her Etsy site)