“Have you seen my wives?” says The Duke.

Working in the barn yesterday I heard a rustling and looked out the door.  This is what I saw.

“Kupa.”  I said.  “How are you darling?” 

“Have you seen Tui or Pania?” he asked, in his polite peacock voice. “I have lost my wives.”  

“Oh, honey.” I said. “I think they are way out in the field.” Kupa looked out across the prairies. It seemed to far.

Minty bleated from in the barn wondering aloud why the camo kittens would not play with her.

She put on her best smile but they didn’t notice.

” Can I play with you then, miss c?” asked Minty in her soft wooly voice. 

“Sure you can Minty, and bring Meadow out with you. Be good though, no headbutting the piggies.”  

“The Duke of Kupa is at it again,” says Daisy. One can only describe her voice as laconic. Even a trifle bored. Almost Owlish.

“Kupa honey, the girls are not here.  You are very pretty though.”  . 

“I don’t think you are supposed to call  a Duke pretty, miss c.” he said.

“Oh, sorry Duke of Kupa, your Esteemed Splendidness.   You are very handsome in a colourful flamboyant kind of way.”

” Thank you. I do believe you are right. OH!  I got one, miss c, I got one!” 

“Kupa, that is a rooster honey. And it is running away. You’re scaring the others. Put the feathers away now, sweetheart.  Go find your wives. It’s almost dinnertime.” 

OK, says Kupa. Then pauses but he has nothing more to add. He folds his feathers in order and packs them neatly back into a tail and off he strolls. Attempting nonchalance. Lou Lou the ginger kitten  wacks the longest trailing feathers with his tiny tiny paw, but Kupa does not notice. Or maybe he does and chooses not to let on. He has his dignity to maintain you know.

Good morning. We have children coming out today for a Farmy Field Trip so everyone is all aflutter with the excitement of it all.  It is cold and was meant to snow but didn’t. Maybe it is too cold to snow. Ah well. Maybe next time.

I hope you all have a lovely Friday/Saturday.

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