They have broke for freedom, you wont see them again. I felt sorry for them trying to lay their eggs in that pen so I have turned them lose and they are in the weeds and briers. May they live a long and happy life.
Oh, I'm sorry to see the guineas go but perhaps you'll catch sight of them from time to time. Everything God made wants its freedom. Guineas, I support your desire for freedom. I wish you well.
When I had my guineas they were always underfoot. If you throw out some birdseed and cracked corn for them every day they will stay. Mine never went far, and when it was feeding time they were always right there ready to eat. Hope yours come back and the neighbors dont mind them visiting.
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Oh, I'm sorry to see the guineas go but perhaps you'll catch sight of them from time to time. Everything God made wants its freedom. Guineas, I support your desire for freedom. I wish you well.
They say if you love something, set it free, if it comes back, it is yours. Maybe, they will return to visit you or stay close by!
I hope you hear some pot a racks.
When I had my guineas they were always underfoot. If you throw out some birdseed and cracked corn for them every day they will stay. Mine never went far, and when it was feeding time they were always right there ready to eat. Hope yours come back and the neighbors dont mind them visiting.
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