The Glove Tree

This is the Glove Tree. It started out because Pat's leather gloves were wet and she wanted them to dry out, so she stuck them on the branches of this half-dead tree. We thought they looked cute, somewhat scare-crow-ish, so just left them there. One of those farm humor things. Well, I guess she wanted to use them the other day, and took one off the tree. Luckily, she took a peek inside before sticking her hand in! about a half-cupful of bugs (beetles, roaches, etc.) had taken up residence! Hmm... she thought... She walked over to the Marys' pen and threw the glove right into the pen. (You can see the waterer and the door in the Marys' pen in the background of the photo.) All the bugs ran out. Did the chickens chase the bugs and gobble them up as expected? No-o! They were too busy running away from the scary glove! Silly chickens! So, she took the other glove, full of bugs and took it to Sammy's cage (much hungrier chickens), and shook the bugs into the pen. They attacked like nobody's business! Yum, yum! Now the gloves are official bug collectors for the chickens, well, not the Marys...