My first predator loss (unless you count the neighbor's dog & a weasel way back when I was a kid) was to a hawk that hit while my back was turned ... literally feet away! It was so quick and silent that I didn't notice until I went to put my new Nankin flock back in from their first-ever free-ranging adventure. Instead of finding ten little red birds, I found nine ... and a tiny pile of pretty orange feathers. Apparently, the hawk only took her to the other side of the coop for his/her take-out meal. The next day, I found the other youngsters playing keep-away with poor little Rue's skull. THAT's when I cried!
Our current issue is an insidious predator on its own, and I don't know how to combat it. One of my smaller runs, which is now incorporated into my larger bachelor run, has a recurring issue with coccidiosis. No matter what we do to that run, whenever we have a long stretch of damp weather, we make really good friends with the Corid bottle. I can't move the run and the boys really need that space. I'm afraid to keep dosing them with Corid, for fear of the vitamin B deficiency it causes. Does anyone have any other brilliant ideas for saving The Boys from the nastiness hanging over their heads ... or rather, lurking under their feet?

Our current issue is an insidious predator on its own, and I don't know how to combat it. One of my smaller runs, which is now incorporated into my larger bachelor run, has a recurring issue with coccidiosis. No matter what we do to that run, whenever we have a long stretch of damp weather, we make really good friends with the Corid bottle. I can't move the run and the boys really need that space. I'm afraid to keep dosing them with Corid, for fear of the vitamin B deficiency it causes. Does anyone have any other brilliant ideas for saving The Boys from the nastiness hanging over their heads ... or rather, lurking under their feet?



