She's bird mad. Mum went to work at 7am, she's waking me at 7.30. I told her to go back to bed for an hour. When I got up at 8am. She had fed and watered the birds and informed me that we had another hatching in the night and that one chick had slipped it's ring.
I had to tell her off though as she was still in her PJ's. I had to get em in the washer before the Mrs got home.
The loft coat is becoming necessary as she is always being told off about the uniform.
She loves that mealy hen, it's the biggest hen in the loft. But she has a weird way of grabbing them with her little hands.
We have already discussed her having her own section in the new loft
She's in charge while I'm at Blackpool