The chicken whisperer

They call me the chicken whisperer! I have been telling the children everyday during lunch that one day I would pick up and have a cuddle of the local feral rooster who cleans up any lunch crumbs.
Everybody please meet Rodney who sat very still on my lap for almost half an hour while we inspected his beautiful feathers at close range. The children loved it and still couldn't believe I did it.

 I actually raised 8 chickens in eggs at my preschool in QLD. 7 turned out to be roosters, so I was often reading the children books with a rooster on my shoulder hehehehe.
I also raised baby duck eggs and they lived happily in my old next door neighbours dam for years waddling over to my place for a feed each day. We lost a few duck and chickens to 5 metre long pythons and foxes...I don't miss those days.

By the way, these photo was taken by 3 and 4 year olds on my digital SLR camera...lots of lessons learned today :) Did I mention 'I love my job' ♥

xox Cristina Rose