It isn’t like we bathed her all the time, but she certainly got more than one bath this past summer. It began when the temperatures started climbing way above the 100-degree mark; even with fans blasting in the chicken coop, there was just no way to really keep her cool! And a hot chicken is a very sad sight! So I started bringing her in during the hot part of the day and putting her in a dog crate in the craft room. Once it the temperature started cooling down, she would go back outside.“She stinks to high heaven!” my husband declared.
“She does not stink!” I countered. “She just smells…different.”
“She needs a bath!” He wasn’t backing down.
After seeing how wild the dogs can be when Robert bathes them, I wasn’t quite sure how Opal Chicken would take to this. But time after time, she would just sit calmly in the tub, letting Robert suds her up:
He would take her out and sit her on top of something, and then pour clean water to rinse her off:
The only part she didn’t enjoy was the indignity of Cookie doing some sort of inspection:
But after that was over, now all clean and sweet (and cool!), Opal Chicken could strut around and enjoy her day: