Charlie the chicken whisperer

Bless his sweet heart. Charlie doesn't just love his chicken, he is in love with his chicken. Daisy follows him around like a puppy dog, and even bocks and squawks at the door so he'll come out and play with her. She's even made her way into the house a few times {unfortunately} and this pair has attracted quite a following. As neighbors take their leisurely evening strolls, they often stop and ask how the chickens are doing and comment on how cute Charlie and Daisy are. He snuggles her, smells her {he gets his smell obsession from me} and I think at times he would choose his chicken over his siblings if he had to. Charlie saw Dawson holding Daisy the other day and he tackled Dawson to the ground and pulled his hair. Very protective chicken owner. One older gentleman stopped me while I was weeding the garden and said "sure is a docile chicken you've got there ain't it?" Yes sir, the sweetest chicken this side of the Mississippi. Or Mister-sippi as Charlie calls it. And Daisy is a great layer, she is loved and content and so she does her chickenly duty and makes eggs for us almost daily. The other day Charlie said this sweetly to her when putting her back in the coop "now I petted you and did something nice for you, now you do something nice for us, okay?" That nice thing is laying eggs. He gets so excited in the morning to see her dark brown eggs, he always runs to the house yelling "Mom, Daisy growed another egg!!" So here are a few of my favorite pictures of this crazy pair from a couple months back. Rainboots, boxers, chicken, scooter. Need I say more?