Not only frogs to tend but also ten hens and a cockerel.
The chicken coop was about five hundred or more meters from the homestead.
Every afternoon Trompie and I had to feed the chicks.
I collected eggs…
six to nine per day!
The chickens were very human-friendly.
They did not know anything about Trompie dangers.
One morning I took some photos of the building.
Trompie was roaming around, off the lead, for sheep poo.
Suddenly I saw the girls coming to me from the coop’s side.
Trompie suddenly saw them…
He charged. I jumped in his way:
“You don’t, you hear me!”
He stopped dead in the run.
We turned around and walked the other way, ignoring the chicks.
They kept following us.
I let them pass and they went around the corner of the building.
Trompie and I turned around and went home the other way.
Trompie was very good in listening to me.
I am very proud of him.
