Today the guinea that was setting on her nest in Mo's pen successfully hatched out her clutch of keets. They're awfully cute. I hope she can keep them safe, but we've not been very lucky with guineas. It's not that the moms and dads don't try, but hawks are rough on them. I hate hawks.
The guineas crack me up. They remind me of little old ladies with waaaaay too much makeup on and dangly earrings. When they run they look like they're holding up their knickers for dear life and shouting, "Wait up, Ethel!"
They're incredibly ugly and not very friendly at all. But... they do a marvelous job keeping the ticks down. I haven't found a single tick all summer long.
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