This morning, we walked Violet, Jake and Evan round to the pond where Petal and Rosemary were. They all met up and made friendly noises. We left them and they were still all together when we checked an hour or so later.
Tom doesn't seem too bothered about being on his own. He still spends his time doing his own thing - foraging in the grass, preening and, unfortunately, still wandering into open spaces where he is in danger from predators.
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That was when he was first on his own. He was enjoying the luxury of doing whatever he pleased, without being pecked and moved off.
But afterwards, he spent a lot of time searching and looking in all the places they'd all been before: in the pools, in the bedroom bins, round the yard and in the garden.
He was not keen to stay in the pen, where previously he'd been content to be in there. I shut him in the pens for a while, but he wandered around, mainly by the doorway, looking to get back out.
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