Coco is loving his new home.
The house that he doesn't occupy anymore will get paint once it cools off.
Promise.
At the other house, he lived in the cage. He uses the privacy box for doing his business.
Last week we let him free.
We put him back in the cage the first night and after that he has done his own thing.
Saturday evening he wouldn't come when called. He usually hops on over to Jari for the romaine lettuce offerings. Not this time. I'd heard of chicken vultures and figured maybe one had been in the neighborhood. Seriously sad moments, especially when I googled to see what the nasty vulture looked like.
Sunday morning there he was. Wandering around and exploring a completely different part of the yard with the wild little rabbit that lives here watching him. I think he spent the night in the garage. I sure hope he isn't leaving droppings everywhere.
The boys love him. He runs and hides from them when he has had enough but overall tolerates the rambunctious loving of two little boys.
Chickens coming to the farm in a few months.
That ought to keep the boys busy!
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