chickensit: a new one on the resume....

You will recall that I have somehow gotten into the business of professional DOG WALKER with a sideline in cat sitting, all of which I think is hilarious!  People hire me to...play with their pets.  I should be writing THEM checks!
OK, here's a new one, Paul and Julie needed someone to babysit their CHICKENS.  I know nothing about chickens, but this was an easy gig.  So easy I don't even want to go into details, but let's just say I PERFORMED MY DUTIES WITH GREAT SKILL.
Alright, I can admit:  the job was close them in at night, let them out in the morning.
Paul and Julie live around the corner.  Its one of those things you can multitask, as in do the chicken job while walking the dog and talking with the wife on the way to the post office...
Paul was like "They're really dumb.  It gets dark and they go in.  You close the door like this.  Next morning, you open the door and they come out."  Easiest YET most exotic pet job yet...

Friday we went over at twilight, wondering if there would be an hour long wait until they finally went in.  They are all beautiful, and do I say this?  Friendly?  They do have this attitude of "what's in it for ME?" probably because humans normally mean corn (they had plenty).  So we all said hello....and...it was SO cool, one chicken flies up onto the ramp to the coop.  Sort of a one foot jump with wings.  Moments later, another looks around, does the wing-fly-jump and goes in.  LAST was this black sheep of the bunch, this juvenile delinquent, who dawdled and finally went inside.  CLICK!  Door shut, all done.  I am soooo glad we were able to watch them in action.  Next morning they were glad to see us and we realized, knowing nothing about chickens, that one of the black ones might be a boy?  A rooster?  Is that what red head gear means?????

Today I am back to the old routine, with Puffy the cat.... have a great Sunday!