Clémentine is now living in the old rabbit's cage in the kitchen, since she is pooing all over the place, and her need for constant contact with C is slightly eased. C suggested I brought my camera to take pictures of her, so after an hour of verb tables and cloze exercises with the past simple, we went outside for a photo shoot.
This wasn't always easy,
Clémentine moves rather fast now,
her feet and legs are very much bigger and stronger, one of the most noticeable changes is how firm she now is on them.
She enjoys grazing on the lawn.
C is quite optimistic that she is a she; apparently her down is rather darker than it might be if she were a gander. C's cousins have a gander, with a disabled wing, and he is still cherished and lives with them as a pet, though he give the odd peck, so whatever happens, Clémentine, or Clément, is here to stay, and won't be made to go and live with the hens, since they are méchantes, though she may have to have a wing clipped to keep her the right side of the garden wall.
She may well be a better guard dog than Rubi, who is the soppiest dog in the world.