SAD UPDATE: Last night I lost my first chicken to a predator while freeranging. They have been total free ranging for a year since they were 3 weeks old. Normally around 4:00 or 5:00 depending on daylight, I go out and start rounding them all up. They all come running from wherever they are because they know I have their dinner and I can then get them in the fenced run. Then I close the gate. Some of the older ones will sometimes jump the picket fence but for the most part they stay in the run and put themselves to bed and I go out later and herd everyone, including ducks into coop and do a head count and lock up coop. They don't want to go in and some of the older ones give me a hard time. Last night hubby and I were having coffee on front porch, both dogs with us, and I thought I would just let it get a little darker before trying to round up the big girls who wander way off. When I got everyone in coop and did head count I was missing a Buff Orp - kind of normal - always missing at least one of the big girls. Hubby and I went on our usual search for the ones that never want to come in. Sadly I found a pile of feathers just near edge of woods behind the old log cabin. As I was bending over to look at them I heard something in the woods and next thing I know the dogs came running from front of house and took off after something that had been right there next to me in the woods. I heard them chase it for a ways. This morning I went out to see what I could see. I saw feathers on every bush and briar for a ways till finally a big pile deep in woods. Whatever it was had just gotten her and carried her while the dogs chased it off. From the track marks I think it was a coyote or fox.
I know there are those who are going to say "I told you so" and "How irresponsible that you let them free range and feed the predators." but this is the first real predator loss I've had in one year. I should have gotten them in before dark and did so today and will do so from now on. I have gotten another German Shepherd that I am training to help guard the property. But will I change much else? NO. I still believe in what I am doing. I've seen so many posts lately from people who have kept their chickens locked up like Fort Knox and something is still killing them - or they eat/peck/kill one another - or they die of some disease. So I am grateful for the year of eggs she gave me and the year of enjoyment she gave me watching her run around both our properties and I will miss her but I won't sentence them all to confinement because of the loss. I have been expecting a loss from day one and though sad I truly believe a life well lived, though shorter, is better than a life locked away.
GROSS UPDATE: Today I did minor surgery on one of my black sex links' foot and removed bumble foot. She did great with allowing me to hold her and repeatedly soak her foot and cut into the pad with a razer blade and dig with tweezers. At first I thought it couldn't be bumble foot because there wasn't any black area on bottom of foot and she was swollen between the toes, not on bottom of foot. But after a week of no change I was afraid to wait any longer. At first nothing but blood was coming out but I kept soaking and squeezing and cutting and digging and resoaking and finally a big plug came popping out and more stuff after each soak and repeat. I gave her some antibiotic and stuffed the hole in foot with neosporin and taped it up. I've placed her in a hutch with some hay so she won't walk on the foot and will continue to monitor. Thanks to all who posted "How to" for bumble foot - I did a lot of research before I attempted it. She and I did amazing well and she seemed fine afterwards whereas I thought I was going to puke and faint at same time.
If someone had told me a few years ago that instead of traveling the world as a public speaker, and staying in the finest hotels, as I've done for 15 years, I would be trying to start a small farm and would be hatching eggs, raising chickens, cleaning coops and doctoring chicken feet - I would have laughed. Guess the joke's on me.....BUT....you know what.....I couldn't be happier.