A Guinea Fowl and the gift of now
This morning I committed an act of animal cruelty,…at least, that’s what my Siberian Husky, ‘Trooper’ might say.
Somewhere near my house, someone has a Guinea Fowl they cannot keep corralled and this loud, obnoxious, frantic, bird has decided when it escapes it needs to come to my house, zig zagging in my front yard and scream at the top of its ample lungs.
Last week was its first visit to the B&B Homestead, documented here. This morning I heard its primal call and went to investigate. Taking Trooper with me we walked onto the front porch and there it was meandering aimlessly. The Husky knew what it needed to do and took off in a flash! “No!” I said, and he stopped on the edge of the steps. “Watch, don’t eat!” Sitting, he “eagle-eyed” the fowl as it rumbled, bumbled, stumbled…
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