Day Seven - Guinea Hens

Dear all,

Todays task was unplanned... but so unusual I felt I had to give it a spot as day seven.

On the farm we pride ourselves on having a small flock of Guinea hens (http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Guineafowl ) They are very pleasant creatures; eat bugs, chat to horses, shriek a lot.

The farm is also home to Mac... A Shitzu/Jack Russel cross, originally from an inner city 'puppy mill', he now has the best life a dog could wish for spending his days chasing cars, protecting the inn from the local Rottweiler and rolling in horse manure.

Today, while pottering around the inn, I found myself in the middle of a blood thirsty battle which involved our delinquent puppy trying to murder one of the Guineas. My 'on the spot' challenge was to retrieve the Guinea from the jaws of Mac... then fend him off whilst I found a safe haven for the bird. The only safe haven available was the luxury 'Crofts' at the inn.. so within a five second time frame, I have a bird running around the house.. a psychopathic canine trying to head butt the door down.. and me frantically trying to contain all of this with minimal life loss or damage.

Needless to say, Mac is now [once again] modeling the new range in 'Hannibal Lector' fashion: a metal cage with leather straps. The Guinea is still alive {still in shock and a little naked}

Mac still follows me around for the majority of my working day. I still bathe him.