Claude is a very beautiful, Gallic-looking cockerel - hence the name. I'm not sure what kind of chicken he is – chicken sounds so bourgeois for someone as classy as Claude I feel, mais who am I to dispute his classification?
He was the first of the animals I met when he decided to walk in through the front door, and it wasn't long afterwards that I met Madame Claude, or Eugenie, and their four children. However, before I was able to name them, two were taken by a some murderous creature in the night, and now only Jacques and Jacqueline remain.
In true French style, it wasn’t long before I was introduced to 'the other hen', Blanche who had obviously been hiding in her apartement in Saint Poulet with a couple of bad eggs. Eugenie appears to tolerate Blanche – although I have noticed she does sharpen her beak in a threatening way on the concrete. I suspect it may be her way of reminding Blanche about the pecking order.
Ten things I have learned about chickens:
- They spend all day scritching and scratching around the garden – I should think more farmers should use them as pest control agents. You know… "Poulet, Claude Poulet, leasance to eat."
- They do come home to roost.
- They can climb trees. Who knew? At night, Claude leads his family up the tree outside my house - the two little ones either climbing or flutter-flying up the branches till they’re safe under mum’s wings.
- They eat popcorn – but only if I have chopped it up.
- They keep snakes away, which puts them firmly in my Top 10 list of animals.
- Their mating style is more of the ‘wham when, thank you hen’ than the “Ah mademoiselle, ah fahnd yere tail fezzurs very alluringge” variety.
- They have a “Ah. Bien. Ze human ave poot out ze fuud, come and eet ma famille” cackle, which brings the wives and kids running.
- They take sand baths. The other day I came across Claude lying on the lawn and thought a patrolling eagle had got him. Mais non, he was merely taking a break from rolling around in the sand patch as part of his weekly toilette.
- They are bossy AF.
- They wake up early. Very early.
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