{"id":15304,"date":"2016-05-20T15:31:01","date_gmt":"2016-05-20T15:31:01","guid":{"rendered":"http:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/?p=15304"},"modified":"2016-05-20T15:31:01","modified_gmt":"2016-05-20T15:31:01","slug":"toffees-habit","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/?p=15304","title":{"rendered":"Toffee’s habit"},"content":{"rendered":"

I have talked recently about the girl’s individual habits so I thought it was about time I showed Toffee’s habit.<\/p>\n

Toffee absolutely must be next to the side of the chicken shed when roosting for the night. She always goes in first to bag her spot. She doesn’t mind if she is on the right or the left as long as she is up against the side. If she isn’t in this spot she gets very distressed and does whatever it takes to regain her spot.<\/p>\n

This really came home to me one night when she was the only one in the shed and because I had gone up to the girls earlier than usual that evening she came out again and then lost her place. I looked back at all the photos of the girls at bedtime that I had taken this month and realised that in every single one she is always at the side of the shed.<\/p>\n

Butterscotch likes the middle spot but doesn’t always end up in the middle spot. Peaches and Barley like to sit together but they don’t always end up together. Toffee, however, always ends up at the side.<\/p>\n

\"Toffee<\/a>

Toffee is on the left up against the side of the chicken shed<\/p><\/div>\n

\"Toffee<\/a>

Toffee is on the left again a few nights later<\/p><\/div>\n

She doesn’t seem to mind which way she faces as long as she is up against the side. I think this probably makes her feel safe.<\/p>\n

\"Toffee<\/a>

Toffee is not in her place<\/p><\/div>\n

This was the evening I distracted her and she spent extra time out in the run. She had been in her usual place but came out again and when she returned there was no space at either end.<\/p>\n

\"Toffee<\/a>

Toffee looks up trying to work out what to do<\/p><\/div>\n

She became very agitated. She could have jumped across to the space between Butterscotch and Emerald but that wasn’t where she wanted to be. Eventually she jumped down and came out again briefly as if to work out what to do.<\/p>\n

She went back in and jumped at Emerald’s spot pushing Emerald off the perch.<\/p>\n

\"She<\/a>

She displaces Emerald so that she can have her spot at the side of the shed<\/p><\/div>\n

Emerald jumps back up into the small space between Peaches and Butterscotch.<\/p>\n

\"Emerald<\/a>

Emerald preens herself<\/p><\/div>\n

Emerald spent a bit of time preening and trying to look nonchalant about being displaced. Toffee is now happy once more.<\/p>\n

A few days later I took another photo. I always take more than one in case one is blurred and couldn’t resist both of these.<\/p>\n

\"Toffee\"<\/a>

Toffee is on the right<\/p><\/div>\n

I love the way the girls look down. In the photo above Barley is looking down and in the one below Speckles is looking down.<\/p>\n

\"Toffee<\/a>

Look up, look down<\/p><\/div>\n

They often do this and I wonder what they expect to see down there.<\/p>\n

Last night I decided to take a photo of Toffee at the beginning of the bedtime routine to further demonstrate this.<\/p>\n

\"Toffee<\/a>

Toffee goes in first to secure her spot<\/p><\/div>\n

She has the pick of all this space but this is where she wants to be.<\/p>\n

\"A<\/a>

A closer shot of Toffee<\/p><\/div>\n

\"The<\/a>

The final line up<\/p><\/div>\n

When I went back once they had all gone in Toffee was still in the same place but facing the other way.<\/p>\n

It is funny how determined and steadfast she is at having this bedtime position. They do make me smile.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"

I have talked recently about the girl’s individual habits so I thought it was about time I showed Toffee’s habit. Toffee absolutely must be next to the side of the chicken shed when roosting for the night. She always goes … Continue reading →<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":2,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_monsterinsights_skip_tracking":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_active":false,"_monsterinsights_sitenote_note":"","_monsterinsights_sitenote_category":0},"categories":[1],"tags":[],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15304"}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/users\/2"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcomments&post=15304"}],"version-history":[{"count":9,"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15304\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":15333,"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=\/wp\/v2\/posts\/15304\/revisions\/15333"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fmedia&parent=15304"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Fcategories&post=15304"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/www.carolschickens.com\/blog\/index.php?rest_route=%2Fwp%2Fv2%2Ftags&post=15304"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}