The Amazing Misadventures of Bobby Bob Bob – Bobby’s World

“I mean, she came outside with a whole roll of bread! What else was I meant to do! I gave it my best shot to fit it all in my mouth. Didn’t get it all in, but next time I’m pretty excited to do it.

Also, the other thing that happened today was that Honks came outside after a day or so in her sick bed. Wow, there was a big fight between Amy Pond and Honks!. Honks won, even though she is a little bit poorly, but I was pretty scared so I ran away with my head down. In the old days, when I was in the cage, everyone used to fight and I couldn’t escape…I just had to put my head down and get attacked. I hated it. I was always so scared. I hate fighting….at least now I can run away and hide. The end. Love Bob”

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The Amazing Misadventures Of Bobby Bob Bob – Bobby’s World

“So today I got up and started yelling really early to get Tam out of bed. If I yell loud enough, for long enough, she comes running. Then I ate some oats. Then I licked some oats. Then I licked a bag, it was a nice bag. Then I saw some shoes I like, I gave them a lick. Then I met a man named Paul and he was pretty nice, but I didn’t give him a lick ’cause he was a stranger and all. Then I went out in to the paddock and foraged and ate grass and yelled sometimes and then licked a bit of grass. Then I licked some gumboots. Then I had my medicine bread (it was delicious) and then I went to bed….which was really disappointing ’cause I needed to do more stuff. Anyway, tomorrow is another day. The end. Love Bob”

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Vander

What a rooster. What a huge, beautiful, impressive rooster. Vander moved in to Lefty’s Place in early 2012. I wasn’t looking for a rooster at the time, nor was I expecting one. One day J came home with a box, a distressed look and some words that went something like, “I couldn’t leave him there like that” and then we had a rooster.

J saw Vander whilst walking through the market one Saturday morning. Apparently he was in a tiny cage, he couldn’t stand up and was heat distressed. I don’t blame him for bringing him home. Being chickens, markets don’t enforce basic animal welfare stands for them, because they’re “only chickens”.
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Vander was named by J and he was named after an ex football player – Paul Vander Haar.

He was a huge, striking, young Rhode Island Red rooster. He was far too big for my little ex-battery hens so Vander ended up creating his family with the broiler hens. He loved his broiler ladies and was incredibly protective of them. Inevitably all of those lovely broiler ladies passed away due to their huge bodies and the issues involved with having such huge bodies and Vander was left all alone. Instead of him living a lonely life all by himself, I rehomed him to a great lady just out of town who had 20 big White Sussex hens and wanted a lovely rooster to look after them. Vander was the man for the job. I am terrible at rehoming animals and I refuse to do it often, this was a once off. Vander is still very happy living it up with his large white ladies over yonder. He thinks all his dreams have come true. I still visit to see him and he is still a magnificent rooster.

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Amber

 

This is Amber. She came to live with us in May 2013.  She was found on the floor of a cage egg farm who were sending their chickens to slaughter because they had reached the “spent” age of 18 months.

Not long after her arrival, I was cleaning to coops and I looked up and saw Amber sitting there between two perches, carefully picking up hay and assembling her nest. She quietly chirped to herself in delight whilst she made her nest just right. She picked up her desired pieces of hay and threw them over her shoulder and she studied her nest intently. For a short moment, I smiled watching her. I soaked in her joy and then I just broke down in tears. I cried for the billions and billions of hens who never ever perform this beautiful, instinctual nest making routine. The billions of hens who have to lay their eggs on wire, surrounded by 5 other hens in a small cage. There is nothing right about that. It needs to change. We need to change it by choosing our food with kindness

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I named her “Amber” because of her beautiful amber feathers. Amber loves the sun, she is always sun baking.  To this day, she still takes such great pride in her nest building.  She is a dainty, quiet little hen who takes great joy in the everyday things in life.

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Jupiter

Beautiful Jupiter. I always thought she looked other worldly. I named her “Jupiter” because on one of the nights after we got her, you could clearly see the planet Jupiter up in the sky.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                   13web

Jupiter was rescued from a battery cage farm in Werribee in January 2013. The farm is very much in the middle of suburbia. They have one huge chicken shed on the property, their house and a cafe that they also run. People visit that cafe and eat their eggs in the mornings not even considering the lives of the hens in the shed about ten metres away from them. Next door to the shop is a little room and in this little room are cages filled with hens. These hens are the hens who have reached the end of their profitable egg laying lives (at 18 months old) and these are the hens that this farmer tries to sell to the public as “soup chickens”. These girls are so sick, so emaciated, so tired and so broken. Their poor little bodies and souls had been through so much and their lives will end when someone comes along, pays 5 dollars and then kills them in their own backyard. This is the room that Jupiter was found in. This is the room that Jupiter was rescued from with 11 other hens. Those girls were so lucky. It’s a room where I am unable to take photos due to it’s proximity to the house, but I can tell you that it is just disgusting. The cruelty these birds endure whilst people come in and pay these farmers for their cruelty makes me want to throw up. You need to be aware of what you are eating, of who you are hurting and what you are contributing to.

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Jupiter now lives her life at Lefty’s Place happily and peacefully. She is a chicken who likes her own space and to do her own thing. She’s not a people chicken and would rather spend time alone than with me or with the flock. She loves sunflower seeds and will just about kill to get her claws on some spinach leaves!

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