Hello, I’m Hulanicki. I’m one of Mary’s chickens... a Silver Spangled Hamburg bantam seeing as you asked.
I've made up this really good game for the Easter holidays. It's called an ‘egg hunt’!
All the other hens in my gang are a bit middle-aged and indoctrinated so it wouldn’t occur to them to lay anywhere other than the hen house. But I’m a teenager in chicken years, so I’m going through my rebellious stage, obviously, duuh.
For over a week now I’ve been hiding my eggs and I’m waiting to see how long it will take Mary to find them!
They’re all in one place so it shouldn’t be that hard should it?
What I do, is sneak away when the cockerel has his back turned, make a dash for a secluded clump of sedge by the pond and pop another egg out.
Hah, it’s driving Mary mad!
She twigged immediately that my eggs were missing from the coop because my eggs are a glossy white, while everyone else lays dingy brown ones.
I’ve been watching her. Every time she stops for a coffee she’ll have a wander round the garden. And I know she’s not just checking on her precious vegetables because she’s busy poking her nose under bushes, peering behind hedges and ferreting around at the back of the borders. I even caught her shouting at the crows, accusing them of stealing my eggs from the henhouse.
I’ll let you know when she’s found them!