Grey and raining. Visibility reduced to the nearest tree. Warmer, though.
The big white chuck with the bad leg is once again roaming about the Carmine Animal Hospital, having been brought once more from the chicken coop for her own protection. I've said before how much worse bullies hens are than English grammar-school girls, have I? I thought so.
I'm in two minds whether it's a good thing. So, as I often do when I'm in two minds, I've written a list of pros and cons, for and against having a chickin in the kitchin...
Pro : gives us something to talk about when dinner conversation flags.
Con : the pile of doo-doo on the flagstones.
Pro : gives the children something interesting to show their friends.
Con : the little something interesting on the doorstep.
Pro : gives the cats something terrifying-yet-fascinating to be curious about.
Con : the excited 'I'm-about-to-peck-that-cat' splat on the welcome doormat.
Pro : gives the children something with which to surprise an unsuspecting houseguest.
Con : the greeny-brown pancake on the bottom of the houseguest's slippers.
Pro : gives us a tongue-twister to try out on our Italian friends (chickeninthekitchenchickeninthekitchen - you try it!).
Con : the egg on the...wait a minute...egg?...
Oh! Clothilde, you clever girl!