...And Chicken Bliss

After a tough morning's work of handing a hawk it's ass, what better way to unwind than a good dust bath?

At least Phoenix thought so...

Of course, God forbid he get a moment to himself to relax, he immediately had hens crowding in with him.

Fran, the buff Frizzle, was being especially obnoxious, stepping on his head and pulling his tail. Phoenix, of course put up with it gracefully but did shoot me a long suffering look.

They just kept coming until he had quite the adoring hen audience.