No not on the bird.
So, long ago(ok maybe November) some of you might recall me posting about my psycho dive bombing easter Eggers. They moved to the coop in good time and have been decent birds.
They lay beautiful little blue eggs now and aren't dominant jerks at all. Really turned around nicely.
There is a full size door to their run right now. I learned quickly for the safety of the chickens not to fling said door open if any chickens are up on their high roost board as winged pile ups could result.
There are 2 latches on that door. Hook and eye at the bottom plus a locking screen door latch. Redundancy in predator prevention is great.
This morning I checked, confirmed presence of birds up high, leaned over to unhook that bottom lock.
Cut to..... just a few seconds later I believe. I'm not certain where the intervening seconds went. But I was next aware of being on the floor leaning on the door I'd planned to open. With an Easter egger walking away shaking her head.
She dive bombed me! Yup having an Easter egger slam into the side of your face isn't fun. Bent a hinge on my glasses and my temple and eye brow are black and blue.
The moral of the story might be to trust your first instincts. She's psycho. Don't think it's only the roosters you can't turn your back on!
So, long ago(ok maybe November) some of you might recall me posting about my psycho dive bombing easter Eggers. They moved to the coop in good time and have been decent birds.
They lay beautiful little blue eggs now and aren't dominant jerks at all. Really turned around nicely.
There is a full size door to their run right now. I learned quickly for the safety of the chickens not to fling said door open if any chickens are up on their high roost board as winged pile ups could result.
There are 2 latches on that door. Hook and eye at the bottom plus a locking screen door latch. Redundancy in predator prevention is great.
This morning I checked, confirmed presence of birds up high, leaned over to unhook that bottom lock.
Cut to..... just a few seconds later I believe. I'm not certain where the intervening seconds went. But I was next aware of being on the floor leaning on the door I'd planned to open. With an Easter egger walking away shaking her head.
She dive bombed me! Yup having an Easter egger slam into the side of your face isn't fun. Bent a hinge on my glasses and my temple and eye brow are black and blue.
The moral of the story might be to trust your first instincts. She's psycho. Don't think it's only the roosters you can't turn your back on!