We're near Gadsden - across from Mountaintop Flea Market. Nice and hilly! My parents are in Birmingham, and say they haven't seen wind like this in years, but luckily didn't have any damage. We aren't that badly off - someone down the road had two cars crushed last night, and other folks have...
...And I go out to feed Mr. Giant Puppy his supper. He's nosing at something on the ground...it's a dead chick. Oh, great. I grab his collar and tell him "Off!" (a command he obeys perfectly well with a doggie biscuit). No dice. He's no fool, this is a perfectly good chicken. He stands...
Oh, my, are we wet and cold! But we have the chickens fenced off in the upper part of the pen, with a little bit of jury-rigged wire that won't keep a kitten out, not to mention the looming tree branches right outside, all ready for preds to climb. Just hoping the dog keeps them away, and...
They're alive! Most of them, anyway - the end of the coop was lifted up and they came out as the sun rose...
The youngest chicks and mama aren't there, we think they were crushed in the nest box. The end is flat, but we can't get to it yet. Most of the pen is ruined, but it was big and...
My husband's gone to get gas for the chainsaw. Dog is locked up. Rooster is still crowing. Now just waiting.
17 chicks in there - I worked so hard to keep them alive! Now it's all gone. And the beautiful pen. It was so much work.
The worst is true - I can see this morning that there's a giant oak tree down across my pen. The fence is crushed, also the broody coop (no one is brooding,thank goodness!)
I think the coop is still intact. I hope we can get to it in time, it's full of babies an both the roosters are in...