Oh what a day. Yesterday came home from picking kids up from school and went out to check in the girls that were free ranging in the backyard. 3 had already gone to bed. Found my daughters favorite wyandotte shoved under a log on the edge of the woods. Thought she was dead, she didnt move or make a sound. I pulled her out and she WAS alive! She trembled when I carried her to the coop and kept her tail feathers curled down. So back out I went to search for my elderly black bantam Suzie.... my favorite. I couldnt find her, but i did find a couple handfuls of my Orpington's feathers in the corner of the fence. She was safe though, in the coop. Suzie was never found. I hoped in the morning I would look out and see her waddling around the yard. That she had hid somewhere from an attacker. Nope. Didnt happen. I kept them cooped this morning, and my husband called me to our bathroom window and just pointed. A HAWK perched right above the attack site. It had to of been what took Suzie, but couldn't carry my fat Orpington.
She was my favorite, so sweet, like the best Grandma Chicken ever.
Anyone know how i can keep the hawk away? We dont have a Rooster...
She was my favorite, so sweet, like the best Grandma Chicken ever.
Anyone know how i can keep the hawk away? We dont have a Rooster...