Here we go again. The farmers are spraying chemicals on the almond orchard across the highway. They started at 04:00 this morning. I let the chooks out early so they get a fighting chance away from the dust and insecticides. They can hide under the house if needed.
Not much of a difference at 3000 ft. Same atmosphere as ground level. But it could be a problem if the vector is a higher altitude say 8000+ ft. My mountain is 12000 ft at summit. Marie never reaches so high
Another night alone. No chooks in the house. This place feels empty without them cooing and clucking me a good night. But I’ll be fine, I can take a jacuzzi bath without interruption. And have a snack later, without a beak stuck in my food! I still have a Subway sandwich leftover from today. :D
My two Roos were Polish when I started with chickens. They were both beautiful and friendly (just strange hair) my avatar is one of them. He was madly in love with @BY Bob ’s Phyllis but sadly long distance relationship seldom work out. I believe that his heart was broken before he passed away...
When is enough, enough? Now I have a chicken quilt as my bedspread. Gifted to me from the lady friends at my church. My cup of feathers runnith over! :th