Uiteindelijk heb ik twee stukjes bloemendraad (kleinste maat
33 gauge) genomen en ineen gedraaid om pootjes van te maken. Daarna werden de
pootjes beschilderd met een mengsel van okergeel met een tipje licht oranje om
het realistisch te laten lijken. Elke kip heeft een ietsje andere kleur poten.
Finally I took two pieces of floral wire (smallest size 33
gauge) and twisted them together in order to shape the legs. Then I painted the
paws with a mixture of ochre yellow with a hint of light orange to make it look
realistic. Each chicken has slightly different colored legs.
De eerste kip zonder pootjes kreeg twee nieuwe poten, deze
kip loopt en pikt graantjes van de grond op. Het duurde even voordat ik de
goede stand van de poten in het lijfje had maar het lukte.
The first chicken without legs got two new legs, this hen
walks and is pecking grains from the ground. It took a while before I got the
right position of the legs in the body, but I succeeded.
Toen kreeg ik een idee: de volgende patiënt kreeg alleen
nieuwe voeten, geen poten. Weet je waarom? Nou, ik heb een nachthok in mijn
kippenhok, dus vanuit het bovenste legnest vliegen/fladderen de kippen naar beneden naar
de grond. Als een kip gaat vliegen/fladderen, zakt ze iets door de poten (die zijn
dan dus niet zichtbaar) en helt voorover. Ik wil ditzelfde doen in mijn
kippenhok maar de kip wilde niet in evenwicht zitten op de cocktailprikker voor
een foto. Daarom staat er een klein plastic doosje achter haar achterste, om in evenwicht te blijven voor het nemen van een foto. Kijk maar: het arme, gegeneerde
kippetje schaamt zich en ziet knappies rood op de wangen, hahaha, sorry Mw. Kip 😇
Then I got an idea: the next patient would only get new
feet, no legs. Do you know why? Well, I have a night shelter in my hen house,
so from the top nest box the chickens fly/flitter down to the ground. When a laying
hen starts flying/flittering, it sinks a bit through its legs (which are then not
visible) and leans forward. I want to do the same in my chicken coop but the
hen with new legs didn't balanced well on the cocktail stick for a photo (in
the hen house she will be glued down). That was not quite what I wanted so that
is why there is a small plastic box behind her buttocks, to keep her balanced
for taking a photo. Look for yourself, the poor embarrassed chicken is ashamed
and sees quite red on her cheeks, hahaha, I'm sorry, Mrs. Hen 😇
Tot nu toe heb ik in totaal elf nieuwe poten aan negen verschillende kippen moeten aanzetten, en er liggen er nog een paar te wachten
op de orthopeed 😉
Dus je hebt een idee hoe ik schrok na het openen van het pakketje,
zoveel pootloze kippen heb ik nog nooit bij elkaar gezien. Maar zoals gezegd in
mijn vorige blogbericht: ArtofMini heeft altijd een heel goede service maar
soms gaat er iets vreselijk mis.
Het geluk wil dat ik daardoor mijn kippen een eigen “Ilona-touch”
heb kunnen geven, toch?! Eind goed, al goed, zou je zeggen…
So far I've had to put on eleven new legs in total on nine different hens, and there are still a few in awaiting for the orthopedist 😉
So you can imagine how shocked I was after opening the
package, I have never seen so many legless hens together. But as I said in my
previous blog post: ArtofMini always has a very good service but sometimes
things can go terribly wrong.
Luckily I was able to give my hens their own “Ilona-touch”,
right?! All's well that ends well, you should say...
…maar dan had ik niet op Schepje, (mijn sneeuwpopbeertje hij
is gemaakt door Birgit, (zie hier haar blog: https://biwubaer.blogspot.com/ ) gerekend,
die wilde na zoveel jaar wel weer eens op mijn blog verschijnen *zucht*, kijk
zelf maar…wat een vent, dit keer denkt hij dat hij de verslaggever van mijn
mini kippen show moet zijn!
Bedankt voor het lezen en volgen van mijn blog, jullie
fijne reacties en tot later!
…but then I hadn't counted on Schepje, (my snowman bearie he
is made by Birgit, see here for her blog: https://biwubaer.blogspot.com/ ), who
wanted to appear once again on my blog, after so many years *sigh*, look for
yourself…what a guy, this time he thinks he needs to be the reporter of my mini
chicken show!
Thank you for reading and following my blog, your kind
comments and see you later!
:-)Querida Llona , tus gallinas no podrÃan estar más contentas , han encontrado la mejor ortopedia , están todas perfectas y muy naturales en sus movimientos. Tu pobre ayudante Schepje tendrá que pasar por la ducha. Buenas noches, besos
BeantwoordenVerwijderenDearest Ilona, your chicken orthopedic department has done a fantastic job on the poor legless chicken, and no wonder, having at hand the amazing operating tools created by you.
BeantwoordenVerwijderenMy advice to Schepje: Never take off your "hat" when checking on mini chicken.
Thank you, dearest Ilona, for making me laugh this morning.
Hugs, Drora
Dear Ilona, your self made tools for this job are fantastic!!! But they are also a bit scary for the poor chicken at the orthopedist! Saws! Glue! (What are they planning!) But you have managed wonderfully to re-make the poor legless chickens and now they are better than ever! I look forward to seeing them in the coop someday! And seeing Schepje with his "hat" on and ready to shovel snow is a sweet picture! :):):)
BeantwoordenVerwijderenIlona, deberÃas aceptar un cargo de ayudante de veterinaria! jajaja! las nuevas patas de las gallinas se ven fantásticas, creo que las veo sonriendo ahora que ya pueden corretear por el suelo buscando gusanos y otras comidas!
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Dear Ilona, I love how you've repaired your broken chickens! You are a skilled Orthopedist with your adorable special tools. I love everything - and you made me howl with laughter with the little oopsie poopsie incident. We have the same sense of humor!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenAmazing job, you managed to give new legs to your hens. What a pleasure to read your post, I love how you tell the story and great pictures with Birgit's snowman.
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Hi buddy... and hello Ilona! This is Fluby writing... I had to take over for Birgit - and you two know me, once a gentlebeary, always a gentlebeary... and for a change I didn't even think of good points in the Golden Book of Santa as Birgit really needed some help and who am I to think about the Golden Book if the most important lady in my life... also known as my Mom who sew me - needs help and sorry, Schepje, old buddy... but that's all your fault!
BeantwoordenVerwijderenRosey and I just found Birgit... also known as YOUR Mom who has sewn you - sitting in front of the computer monitor, not moving... and with a totally blank impression in her eyes. Only with ears as sharp as ours one was able to notice the hardly audible "blblblblblbl" she muttered. Rosey and I came at once to her rescue, Rosey is now trying to lift up Birgit's mood and spirits with a good mug of black coffee while I am writing this to you: Schepje... you received a bucket when Birgit made you - why don't you wear it when dealing with chickens?????????? And even more if a chicken is fluttering on your head... everybeary could see at once this chick had evil intentions!!! Da*n, Schepje... what were you thinking? Or ar you just too friendly and much too kind??? Well, hmmmm... might be... you're a BiWuBeary snowman after all and in our family we always are friendly and kind. But would you please, please, PLEASE learn from this... eh... what was this other blogger saying..." oopsie poopsie incident" and remember Joe Cocker the next time, you know... "leave your hat on"???!!! Would you, pleeeeease... for the sake of Rosey's, my own and most of all Birgit's nerves? Would that be possible... and btw... we're waiting for your report saying that this left no stains on your white fur!
Apart from this poo incident and a deeply impact on the nerves on this side of blogspot we enjoyed very much to see how Ilona spreaded tons of that special Ilona-touch over the poor legless chickens turning them into gorgeous ooaks. Amazing work (as always)... and we weren't surprised about the fact that the white hens weren't all white... especially not at some... eh... strategically parts of their bodies... but a snowman I happen to know did not see those signs, no, he had to take off his bucket and turn himself into a chicken loo. *sigh*
Btw Birgit just calls from the background that apart from the side effects about a certain snowman with chicken poo on his head she totally enjoyed this post and especially the typical Ilona-humour. *smile* And she wants me to tell you that the tools you "used" *coughcough* - which are btw stunning - reminded her of the arm surgery she had many years ago... when the surgeon shortened the bone in her underarm it always went: "Saw... hammer and chisel... drill... saw again, please..." Oh, and Birgit is just saying that if I don't stop to flood this comment form blogger might perhaps explode and unlike you I notice signs when I see (or in that case hear) them... this is just another expression for "Fluby, time to come to an end"... as if I would ever use too many words... not me... eh... where was I... oh yes...
Bye and hugs
Flutterby (and from Rosey, Birgit and even Birgit's nerves too *grin*)
Wat heerlijk dat je kippen orthopedie gestudeerd hebt. Zo mooi om te zien hoeveel er alweer tevreden rond scharrelen.
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