Continuin the saga of Aunt Dorrie and her eggs.
I was determined to find Aunty Dorrie’s broody nest this time. So I lay in wait mid morning for her to come running and bokking for her mid morning food, water and preening trip off the nest. I would search the area where I had seen the lone egg the day before. Sounds easy.
So mid morning, bok, bok, bokking, along came Dorrie running across the lawn. While she was desperately filling her crop, I slipped away to search for her nest. Off down the bank I went towards the lone egg. I searched and searched. I lifted dense vegetation, even though this could be harbouring large spiders and other such crawly things that I wouldn’t be too keen on finding. I stood up rather defeated. There was no nest. It was just that, a lone egg.
But not all is lost. I would stalk Dorrie and if I was quiet enough, I would see exactly where she went. So I slipped and slid back up the bank and waited for Dorrie to finish her preening.
Then she was off, running back toward the hill. Then she stopped behind a fern and sat in the early Spring sun for more preening. The other girls and boys were also sitting in the sun in the same spot. So I waited and I waited. I may have glanced away a couple of times but she was still there. I could see her partridge colouring shining in the sun behind a fern
Then she moved. Very fast. She wasn’t slipping and sliding. I glanced down to check my footing and momentarily lost sight of her.
There she was again, just a bit further down the hill than I expected her to go. She wasn’t moving fast but she was definitely on a journey further and further down the hill. I kept following her and she stopped. I came round the corner and came face to face with her.
But is wasn’t her was it! It was Hannah. The other bantam. I had been following the wrong bantam!
Did they plan this together to trick me?
See how similar they are? I guess it is easy to mistake one bantam for the other when they are running between the trees and bushes away from me.
There is only one more thing for me to do. Invite my very experienced chicken friend to help me search the whole area.