I’ve never seen two old love birds like Billy and Imelda. They’re not exclusive, mind you. Billy continues to cavort with plenty of other hens, but Imelda has a special place in his heart. They spend a lot of time together, and this afternoon when I saw Billy standing in the doorway of one of the doghouses, I went to investigate what he was doing.



He was watching out for Imelda, who was in the doghouse to lay an egg. He hovered around her for half an hour or so.



He was right next to her when she laid this egg.



And afterwards, he followed her around. The two make a touching pair. He is five years old and she is four. For chickens, they are well into middle age.



There is more going on in their tiny brains then we realize.