Yeeeeeup. There's a loaded varmint gun nearby at all times. This is the country. We don't think twice. Hate to sound heartless, but......
Plain as that.
lol. We are in varmit country too. This fall all those scrawny foxes look like a different animal. Their fur is thicker than any year I can remember and they actually look huge. All healthy and thick and they seem taller. They look like they are 45-50 pounds but its got to be fur because all summer they looked like third world refugees barely 20 pounds. Its almost like a pack of heritage foxes was let loose in our area. Everyone is talking about how big they are and how many there are.
The kids were late getting ready for school today because daddy was out with the bb rifle and nothing would make them miss that first thing in the morning.lol.
My dogs only wanna fight the dogs that are interested in chickens. We have a lot of neighbors dogs that will come and bark at the back deck to see if ours can come out and play but they ignore the chickens. All fed up on their designer dog chow. The only one that is curious is an English sheep dog and believe it or not Darcy, the king of the chicken dogs, wants to go rounds with him. I'm thinking of getting a "free to good home" Aussie English sheep dog mix. Female. Hopefully with some serious common sense. DH wants to wait until we can afford a Bernese. Not sure what to do since the pair I have are never alphas and are fearful with no real game plan under attack.
Havent seen the mountain lion in over a month so hopefully he moved on and it looks like the neighbors are right about the bears because the garbage cans have been safe for weeks.
I have two friends with chickens that are always under attack. A bear has been in their coop several times and I finally got to meet the DH that shot him point blank with rubber bullets. He is maybe 5ft and 7 inches and quite possibly the bravest chickener on the mountain.
The other gal sells eggs to an organic market and others. She has over 50 chickens and she has had some kind of varmit stealing eggs every night. The trap gets sprung but wont catch the critter. Footprints look like small raccoon prints and the trap caught a magpie this morning. The coon or weesel gets the bait and never gets caught. She forgets to get the eggs which is my suggestion....some peoples' kids huh?
So far, knock on wood, mine have stayed safe. Took Al's advice and put up chicken wire over the pig wire. Chickies go in right at dusk every night and under lock down until 7 am. The neighbor's neighbor wants me to walk her property Tues to see where I think they should put a coop and other thoughts. So I'm passing out cigars.
Yep, we are going to have
another newbie.
Arent you all excited? I kinda want to give her a shower, and
three of my grown up hens to see how she does before she commits to babies in the spring. One of my Australops is getting pecked a lot so i'd like her to go and maybe a plym rock and one of the old girls. Just a starter set nothing to brag about for sure.
That will make some room for me to get a couple cool looking chckens and some meaties in the spring.
Anyway out in the land of rural suburbs with tiny little 1 acre lots and high and mighty log decks the chicken craze is coming on strong. Go to a birthday party, talk about chickens and walla another chickener is born. at this rate maybe every pot will finally have a chicken and one in the freezer to grow on.
Oh, and Nina spent 80 Eagle bucks (good behavior fake money) On yes, bringing a live chicken to school. Thats Weds and Speckleberry gets to go. She is the most curious. Of course daddy thinks taking a rooster would be more exciting. lol. Maybe next year. I also think Nina will be doing fermented food for her science project. So many chickeners are overwhelmed with the idea that it will get it out there and she did do it herself, kinda.
So to all you old timers that make me a better chickener every day just know in your marrow that every day, since I blog with you, talk to you, and talk about you all the time, I am spreading your wisdom and your tricks of the trade to a lot of people who arent inclined to read a whit about a chicken. Thanks. I feel more responsible doing this, certainly more competant and the word gets around. You guys rock!
You guys plymouth rock!