Exactly that.
It was the one weekend that I wasn't there. That my dad watched over my flock. Then we had quite the windy storm that blew us away. The wind had been so strong that it blew open the door via the air condictioned water back wall. My flock of ducks and chickens had gotten attacked by dogs on October 15th, 2014. All I had left of my 6 ducks was 1 female duck named Emilin. Which I almost couldn't find. And out of my 3 bantams and 5 chickens was 2 bantams and 2 chickens left. One of the chickens was a rooster and the other a hen. They must have jumped onto the metal frame of the greenhouse. And the last two bantams were hens also. One of them had gone outside and jumped onto the roof of the other greenhouse and I had called her down. After she jumped down I picked her up and quickly closed the door with all of my flock back inside. Had to hold Emilin for quite a while for her to stop shaking. At first I wasn't sure if I wanted to cry in relief or sadness and just sit there. And that is exactly what I did. All of it. And those sweet hearts had stayed nearby in their mutual shock.
At first Emilin had gone broody a week and a half later. But she wouldn't sit on the eggs till there was 25-30 eggs. For some reason that had really bothered my large hen, Ruby. As she had been acting completely mean to her. Chasing Emilin off all the time. It got to the point that I had to move the food farther away for Emilin so that she could eat. Though I took some of her eggs and replaced them with the majority of fake eggs. The ones I took didn't make it in the incubator.
Several months later and finally getting Emilin and the others to eat what they normally ate before the attack.
They all still wondered around in a partial daze of loss and Emilin still hadn't gone swiming. But at least I got her to perk up at bit.
Then I got two ducklings on March 1st. Found out they were tuffed ducklings. One is a brown and the other one is blue and white. Here are the first fictures I took of them. -
Shortly after on March 2nd my bantam Minx had gone broody.
Then on March 4th I had gotten a few chicks.
1 Road Island Red rooster, 1 Cornish, and 4 mixed bantams.
When they were a little bit biger, I brough all of them to the green house, and into the fenced in area I made. I wish you could have seen them. ALL of the survivors from the dog attack greeted them with a happy/relieved chirp and call. Emilin even went straight to the fence hesitantly. Almost like she didn't know what she was seeing. Letting out a sweet toon. And she didn't take her eyes off the ducks for a long time. I could have sworn that she was crying when the two ducks were chattering in excitement.
It was the one weekend that I wasn't there. That my dad watched over my flock. Then we had quite the windy storm that blew us away. The wind had been so strong that it blew open the door via the air condictioned water back wall. My flock of ducks and chickens had gotten attacked by dogs on October 15th, 2014. All I had left of my 6 ducks was 1 female duck named Emilin. Which I almost couldn't find. And out of my 3 bantams and 5 chickens was 2 bantams and 2 chickens left. One of the chickens was a rooster and the other a hen. They must have jumped onto the metal frame of the greenhouse. And the last two bantams were hens also. One of them had gone outside and jumped onto the roof of the other greenhouse and I had called her down. After she jumped down I picked her up and quickly closed the door with all of my flock back inside. Had to hold Emilin for quite a while for her to stop shaking. At first I wasn't sure if I wanted to cry in relief or sadness and just sit there. And that is exactly what I did. All of it. And those sweet hearts had stayed nearby in their mutual shock.
At first Emilin had gone broody a week and a half later. But she wouldn't sit on the eggs till there was 25-30 eggs. For some reason that had really bothered my large hen, Ruby. As she had been acting completely mean to her. Chasing Emilin off all the time. It got to the point that I had to move the food farther away for Emilin so that she could eat. Though I took some of her eggs and replaced them with the majority of fake eggs. The ones I took didn't make it in the incubator.
Several months later and finally getting Emilin and the others to eat what they normally ate before the attack.
They all still wondered around in a partial daze of loss and Emilin still hadn't gone swiming. But at least I got her to perk up at bit.
Then I got two ducklings on March 1st. Found out they were tuffed ducklings. One is a brown and the other one is blue and white. Here are the first fictures I took of them. -
Shortly after on March 2nd my bantam Minx had gone broody.
Then on March 4th I had gotten a few chicks.
When they were a little bit biger, I brough all of them to the green house, and into the fenced in area I made. I wish you could have seen them. ALL of the survivors from the dog attack greeted them with a happy/relieved chirp and call. Emilin even went straight to the fence hesitantly. Almost like she didn't know what she was seeing. Letting out a sweet toon. And she didn't take her eyes off the ducks for a long time. I could have sworn that she was crying when the two ducks were chattering in excitement.
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