Bisquick, Buttermilk, Snap, and Junior's chat thread. NOW ACCEPTING JOINING!!!

[chickenboy100]

Padme: Happy Birthday!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! And many many many more!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

 

[earlybird10842]

Marianne: On channel four....

 

[tootsieroll1301]

Princess: We're back from another long absence!
Missy: At least our cousins are on a lot (Our cousins are earlybird10842's chickens, remember? we share a coop, but we belong to two different people)
Autumn: Ahhh...outside contact!!
Midnite: We're coopschooled now.
Autumn: I think we told them that.

 

[Beeps and Peeps]

Bessie: Puppy Portia almost ATE me! *shudder*
Charlotte: She didn't really want to eat you, or kill you or anything...
Agnes: In all fairness, Charlotte, You weren't IN HER MOUTH! Bessie and I were and it was the most frightening thing that's ever happened in my entire five weeks of life.
Charlotte: I'm just trying to be realistic. We all heard how Puppy Portia killed those squirrel things (whatever they are)...it was over in an instant. If she'd wanted Mama all to herself, Puppy Portia could've had you dead before you knew what happened!
Anton: Not with ME around!
Agnes: Oh, Anton, you we're so very brave...
Anton: Well, if I have to be a boy, I'm gonna be a super-protector rooster
Bessie: When it happened, Emily and Charlotte ran one way and Agnes and I ran in the other direction...
Charlotte: I still say Puppy Portia just wanted to play tag with us and was confused that you wouldn't play.
Bessie: But, she tagged us by holding us in her mouth! With her teeth!!!
Agnes: When she untagged me I was literally petrified. I couldn't move from the fear.
Bessie: I burrowed in the magnolia pile and was as quiet as I could be.
Anton: And I kept Puppy Portia from tagging Agnes again while she was too scared to move.
Emily: We just found out how wonderful outside is, and this had to happen. Do you think Mama will ever let us play and dig outside again?

(Me: to my eternal shame, this really happened. My big 5 week olds have been getting out of their brooder and I've left them to it as they are secure in a large bathroom with easily cleaned linoleum floors. Gorgeous day outside, I took them to their "playpen" -poultry wire 4 ft tall secured to a supporting post under my deck...they can get angled sunshine and dig in a patch of clover while the deck provides overhead cover- and ran back inside to give the brooder room floor a quick cleaning. Kept Portia in the house with me but for the first time in her life, she pushed the screen door open and went outside without me. I discovered it quickly and ran down the deck stairs with my heart in my throat. Anton rushed up to me, I grabbed Portia and closed her in the root cellar. Anton showed me Agnes and for a moment I thought I'd lost her; she was laying in an awkward position and not moving. On closer examination, I could see her breathing and I gently lifted her up and examined her...nothing punctured or broken! Took Anton and Agnes back inside with the baby peeps and rushed out to the yard again. While there had been no sign of them before, Charlotte and Emily called out to me from their hiding place as soon as they saw me. No difficulty catching them, they couldn't wait for me to come to the rescue.
I put them back in the playpen and went looking for Bessie. I called for her and combed the yard (1/2 acre fenced), but no luck. Took Emily and Charlotte back inside and went to resume the search. Since there was no sign of Bessie, I let Portia out of the root cellar and was going to take her back in the house before looking for Bessie some more and widening the search outside of the fence when Portia dashed over to a pile of magnolia pods in a corner near where Agnes had been. Got Portia out of there right quick and came back down to move a bag of pods out of the way and revealed Bessie.
They get ACV in their water regularly, adding electrolytes because I'm afraid of what the shock and stress could do, but everyone seems well, normal and happy now. Water and food consumed, feathers preened and snuggled up napping after the afternoon's excitement. Keeping a close eye out and stepping up work on the sturdy enclosed run to finish it ASAP!)

 

[earlybird10842]

Bessie: Puppy Portia almost ATE me! *shudder*
Charlotte: She didn't really want to eat you, or kill you or anything...
Agnes: In all fairness, Charlotte, You weren't IN HER MOUTH! Bessie and I were and it was the most frightening thing that's ever happened in my entire five weeks of life.
Charlotte: I'm just trying to be realistic. We all heard how Puppy Portia killed those squirrel things (whatever they are)...it was over in an instant. If she'd wanted Mama all to herself, Puppy Portia could've had you dead before you knew what happened!
Anton: Not with ME around!
Agnes: Oh, Anton, you we're so very brave...
Anton: Well, if I have to be a boy, I'm gonna be a super-protector rooster

Bessie: When it happened, Emily and Charlotte ran one way and Agnes and I ran in the other direction...
Charlotte: I still say Puppy Portia just wanted to play tag with us and was confused that you wouldn't play.
Bessie: But, she tagged us by holding us in her mouth! With her teeth!!!
Agnes: When she untagged me I was literally petrified. I couldn't move from the fear.
Bessie: I burrowed in the magnolia pile and was as quiet as I could be.
Anton: And I kept Puppy Portia from tagging Agnes again while she was too scared to move.
Emily: We just found out how wonderful outside is, and this had to happen. Do you think Mama will ever let us play and dig outside again?

(Me: to my eternal shame, this really happened. My big 5 week olds have been getting out of their brooder and I've left them to it as they are secure in a large bathroom with easily cleaned linoleum floors. Gorgeous day outside, I took them to their "playpen" -poultry wire 4 ft tall secured to a supporting post under my deck...they can get angled sunshine and dig in a patch of clover while the deck provides overhead cover- and ran back inside to give the brooder room floor a quick cleaning. Kept Portia in the house with me but for the first time in her life, she pushed the screen door open and went outside without me. I discovered it quickly and ran down the deck stairs with my heart in my throat. Anton rushed up to me, I grabbed Portia and closed her in the root cellar. Anton showed me Agnes and for a moment I thought I'd lost her; she was laying in an awkward position and not moving. On closer examination, I could see her breathing and I gently lifted her up and examined her...nothing punctured or broken! Took Anton and Agnes back inside with the baby peeps and rushed out to the yard again. While there had been no sign of them before, Charlotte and Emily called out to me from their hiding place as soon as they saw me. No difficulty catching them, they couldn't wait for me to come to the rescue.
I put them back in the playpen and went looking for Bessie. I called for her and combed the yard (1/2 acre fenced), but no luck. Took Emily and Charlotte back inside and went to resume the search. Since there was no sign of Bessie, I let Portia out of the root cellar and was going to take her back in the house before looking for Bessie some more and widening the search outside of the fence when Portia dashed over to a pile of magnolia pods in a corner near where Agnes had been. Got Portia out of there right quick and came back down to move a bag of pods out of the way and revealed Bessie.
They get ACV in their water regularly, adding electrolytes because I'm afraid of what the shock and stress could do, but everyone seems well, normal and happy now. Water and food consumed, feathers preened and snuggled up napping after the afternoon's excitement. Keeping a close eye out and stepping up work on the sturdy enclosed run to finish it ASAP!)

(Those things happen! My dog has nipped at my hens a few times, due to my not watching, and once we thought we had lost one due to a dog attack that was partly my fault.)

 

[Beeps and Peeps]

(Thanks for the supportive reassurance, Earlybird! I was apologizing to my girls that I had to learn my lesson at their expense. I'm so grateful that this wasn't the tragedy it could've been. Lesson learned, I am now over-protective chicken mama)

 

[earlybird10842]

(Happens to everyone. You can find a ton of threads in predators and pests talking about their dog, their neighbors' dog, or some other dog getting at their chickens.)

 

[Chicks Galore3]

(Beeps and Peeps...While have never had a dog attack, thinking something bad happened to your chicks is HORRIFYING isn't it?! Glad everybody is ok!!!)

 

[Chicks Galore3]

Dandelion: Thank guys! We get an extra long free ranging day, special suet mommy made, and MULBERRIES!

 

[Beeps and Peeps]

(Thank you, CG3. You said it; this is my first time ever having chickens and I couldn't have known what distinctive personalities they each have, and how endlessly entertaining they are. That horrifying moment when running down those deck stairs is when I found out just how tremendously attached to each of them I am!)