- Jun 10, 2012
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Sorry,Come home after being gone most of the day to find out that my place had been hit by a young pitt bull and some mixed breed dogs. 2 polish hens dead in their pens, my broody blue project polish and a silver laced. One of my silver laced roosters gone. But the worst was my main sumatra pen ...TOTALLY EMPTY except for the one mixed breed hen who is a grand daughter off of my first sumatra rooster.
Followed the feathers across the road to one dog's house and the people tell me that they got one black hen out of another neighbor's pitt bull's mouth and put her on my back steps. I check everywhere and find the polish rooster coming out of the woods and into the field beside my house. I mange to chase him down through the woods without killing myself. Now that I think about it, it's nice to know that I can still chase down my supper if I ever need to. Not that I want to repeat that anytime soon!
I then found one of my dun sumatra hens in the garden. My son was walking in the side yard looking for birds as a black sumatra hen jumped out of a tree. I found another black sumatra hen in the front bushes.
I had to give up the hunt for birds/ bodies and tend to the wounded birds. Most the polish made it out without injuries. A few silver laced hens have some rips in them and one hen's side is filled with air. One rooster busted off one of his spurs. The sumatras that I caught seem ok for the moment, will have to look closer at them in the morning, as dusk was heavily upon us. All the birds are very stressed. Lost eggs from the broody polish and from my broody dun sumatra, even lost a turkey egg in the silkie pen that is beside the sumatra pen. My guess is the silkies also got to going with all the ruckus going on beside them and managed to break the egg.
Even with all the birds I did manage to find, I was still missing the one bird that I wanted back the most (even over all the hens), my dun sumatra rooster. Being almost dark, I came in the house, hoping to find the rest of my sumatras in the morning, including my dun rooster. After a few minutes there was a knock at the door, it was the mute neighbor man. He flapped his arms and pointed across the road towards his trailer. We go over and there is what looks like a hen, as I get closer I can see that it is my dun rooster! My kids and I manage to catch him up, and after a few death screams and biting I give him a quick look over and put him in with his hens (in a cement pen this time so no digging in till their pen is fixed).
Come morning I will see what other hens show up and I'll be fixing pens with a gun close at hand.
Here's hoping I don't lose any to stress from all of this.