It really is a small world. Milton, the man we acquired Jack's girlfriends from, was a student teacher for my high school biology teacher. Which in an of itself is strange but if you knew where I went to high school you'd swear it was some sort of miracle. My high school is in such a wide-open and remote location it's now a wind farm. I'm talkin' WAY out in the middle of nowhere land.
Anyway we brought his girls home yesterday and since they've spent their entire lives inside a nice warm and cozy house we knew we needed to gradually get them accustomed to their new living conditions. They spent the night on the back porch with the dogs. Where it's between 55 and 60 degrees. Normally before you introduce new birds into your flock you should quarantine them away from the flock for a week or so just to make sure they're healthy. Which was our plan when we brought them home.
The little dog changed our plans. She thought it would be a fun game to bark incessantly at them in the middle of the night. We've since decided the new birds look perfectly healthy and since we know they were raised in the guy's house away from other birds they were moving outside TODAY.
At first we contained them inside a clear plastic tub. They could see Jack and Jack could see them. He stood around flexing his muscles and trying to do his best George Clooney impersonation.
Then after a few hours of him posing we decided to release the girls. I swear to you, she immediately walked right up to him and pecked him on his head. He just stood there looking at her like "What the heck did you do that for?" Then he did a little "I've got an invisible morsel for you" dance. And the pecking and the dancing continued for a while.
Then he jumped up on the perch and proceeded to announce something to the world. I only wish I knew roosterese. I'm not sure if he was begging for someone to come save him or bragging that he had a girlfriend?