So Chucky has a new hobby. Or perhaps I should say: a new ritual. When in the morning, Inge walks to the hen-house to feed the chicken and to let them out to roam on the grounds, Chucky is ready. When Inge opens the door, he storms in and, frightening as well as ignoring the chicken, heads for one of the two barrels. He is not interested in the chicken (he has a healthy respect for the rooster), he is going to the perfect spot to wait for sparrows that come into the hen-house looking for food the chicken have left.
Of course there is no need to race in like he does. He could just take a leisurely stroll and take his place without making such a dramatic entrance, but I guess that's just the way he is. And hunting like a caveman actually is a pretty smart idea. Unlike his sister, Chucky is not very good at catching birds. I am sure that he reckons that inside the hen-house his chances are better - it will be harder for his prey to get away from him. Occasionally, I'm sorry to say, this strategy pays off.
Geen opmerkingen:
Een reactie posten