when my eldest daughter was in about year nine at high school all of the students in her psychology class were allocated a two day old chick which they were instructed to take home and care for to demonstrate how the chick would imprint on them..according to the britannica encyclopaedia the definition of imprinting is a:
|this little chick is similar to 'cash'|
he went missing for two days once and i had all but given up hope when early one morning i heard a pitiful little crow from way down the back of our garden..i was in my night attire when i trudged through the sodden grass and climbed the six foot high fence to see poor old 'cash', missing all of his tail feathers, sitting on a barrel in my neighbours garden..and at the foot of the barrel was a very large german shepherd just waiting for another opportunity to sink his teeth in..i felt no fear as i climbed over the fence and rescued my boy..i remember there were old tiles lying in the grass and i picked one up as a weapon in case the dog attacked me and/or the bird..i think i would have used it too..and maybe the dog sensed my resolve because it didn't come near me.. i hurried 'cash' inside and put him in a warm room in a cardboard box covered with a towel hoping that this strategy would be enough to save him..i also fed him little delicacies..and he survived his first ordeal..
and he survived the next ordeal where he spent two days stuck under my verandah..once again i woke to hear a sad little crow..when i realised where he was i had to jemmy up the verandah boards to release him..but he didn't survive a fox attack..the fox dug a hole under the coop's wire fence and killed 'cash' and all 'the girls' without eating a single one..
to this day i feel sad about 'cash' and 'the girls' and up until very recently i was planning on buying a coop and getting some more hens in my new old house but i've changed my mind..having had them in the past i know how much of a commitment they are and how much work it entails and i also want the flexibility of being able to go away at a moments notice..i remember the numerous trips to the green grocer for greens and buying huge bags of grain and hosing the coop out and taking one to the vet because it wasn't well and hosing them with a fine mist in heat waves and the concern i felt if one of the hens was being hassled by the others..so i will continue to buy my eggs but i won't buy eggs from caged hens and i haven't for a very long time..
i have been given some lovely chook related gifts..too good to use french hen shaped soap and eggs, hand embroidered rooster serviettes and an antique white milk glass hen on nest dish..and recently i found a pottery hen on nest dish at the op shop which i blogged about here..
and today i don't really know why i went to the op shop because i hadn't really intended to but i did..
and as i walked around i noticed a battered box
on a low shelf which only just piqued my interest
but i opened it to find this..
and i turned it over to reveal this lovely trade mark
and when i took the rubber bands off i found a beautiful
never been used hand made in the usa chicken butter mold
i checked on line and la culinaire molds of this type were made in about 1981 and are certainly worth more than the $10 i paid..
so instead of the real thing i will just have to settle for the pleasure i get from my the chook related gifts and op shop finds..