🐾 Maybe the reason I love animals so much, is because the only time they have broken my heart is when theirs has stopped beating.
Saturday, 22 September 2012
Chook (and Doris)
W&N watercolour on DalerRowney 220gsm (135lb) Smooth heavy-weight sketching paper
This is Chook, my other rooster (besides Artemis) and he’s a Silky x Bantam, and almost twice Artemis’s size. But he runs like the wind if Artemis should even just look in his direction! Out of my 8 hens, he’s got three that dare to defy Artemis and hang out with him – Doris, Babs and Ginger. They’re actually very brave, because besides incurring Artemis’s wrath, Chook is rather large and almost squashes them while “having his way with them”!
CHOOK AND DORIS PLANNING AN ESCAPE :
Chook: You know what the problem is? The fences aren’t just round the farm. They’re up here, in your head. There’s a better place out there, somewhere beyond that hill, and it has wide open places, and lots of trees… and grass. Can you imagine that? Cool, green grass.
Doris: Who feeds us?
Chook: We feed ourselves.
Doris: Where’s the farm?
Chook: There IS no farm!
Doris: Then, where does the farmer live?
Chook: There is no farmer, Doris.
Doris: Is he on holiday?
Chook: He isn’t anywhere! Don’t you get it? There’s no morning head count, no farmers, no dogs and coops and keys, and no Artemis and fences!
Doris: In all my life I’ve never heard such a fantastic… load of tripe!