Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Chicken poppy]

New Ventilation

It is going to be super hot here this weekend so i added a fan to blow through the Cluckle Hut and cool the Rascals especially at night. I mounted it in the run so it blows the run's cooler shaded air through the coop and not the hot air from outside.

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I can feel the breeze when I stand at the window on the outside. I think this will work well for them.

That looks wonderful, im sure they will love the breeze.

We need more ventilation here aswell, been meaning to install some more.

We’ve had a heat warning, something like 90+ degrees, and we were told it would end today on the weather only to find out it would last til MONDAY! Oh boy! Chickens will be puddles at the end of this.

 

[ManueB]

So warning for a long post, including a lot of pictures to make it less tedious! And thank you again Bybob for hosting it.

Good bye to Vanille

She was our little alpha hen, sassy with us and a pain in the other hen's butt. We got her with our five other hens from a battery in January 2020, aged only three months as all others rescues had already been given out. Although she had trouble laying from the start she was a brave fighter, full of joy and will to live. She had many passions : drinking running water, eating snow and hail, escaping from the chicken zone to explore the garden, helping out my partner with whatever he was doing, perching on human shoulders, and most of all, eating cherries.

Because we had to care a lot for her due to her health issues she was our only hen that enjoyed cuddles, falling asleep on our knees or gently pecking our bellies.
We called her The Hen's Trade union because she knew how to ask loudly for whatever she wanted until she got it.

She was 33 months and I know she enjoyed her life here very much.

I have very few picture as a pullet. Here she is climbing the ladder.

Enjoying the garden, 10 June 2020

Eating hail! May 2021.

One of so many warm bath to help an egg come out. August 2021

Found some grapes! She was very sick at the time and we were letting her wander in the garden to make her want to live. September 2021.

Hard molt just after recovery

Then she ate a snake to celebrate her new feathers, November 2021

Love the snow for the last time, February 2022

I think I dropped something, mars 2022

And I thought this was my lunch , may 2022.

My partner was her whole world.

Good bye beautiful Vanille

Finally a short clip with her beloved cherry tree.

 

[MaryJanet]

So warning for a long post, including a lot of pictures to make it less tedious! And thank you again Bybob for hosting it.

Good bye to Vanille

She was our little alpha hen, sassy with us and a pain in the other hen's butt. We got her with our five other hens from a battery in January 2020, aged only three months as all others rescues had already been given out. Although she had trouble laying from the start she was a brave fighter, full of joy and will to live. She had many passions : drinking running water, eating snow and hail, escaping from the chicken zone to explore the garden, helping out my partner with whatever he was doing, perching on human shoulders, and most of all, eating cherries.

Because we had to care a lot for her due to her health issues she was our only hen that enjoyed cuddles, falling asleep on our knees or gently pecking our bellies.
We called her The Hen's Trade union because she knew how to ask loudly for whatever she wanted until she got it.

She was 33 months and I know she enjoyed her life here very much.

I have very few picture as a pullet. Here she is climbing the ladder.
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Enjoying the garden, 10 June 2020
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Eating hail! May 2021.
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One of so many warm bath to help an egg come out. August 2021
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Found some grapes! She was very sick at the time and we were letting her wander in the garden to make her want to live. September 2021.
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Hard molt just after recovery
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Then she ate a snake to celebrate her new feathers, November 2021
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Love the snow for the last time, February 2022
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I think I dropped something, mars 2022
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And I thought this was my lunch , may 2022.
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My partner was her whole world.
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Good bye beautiful Vanille
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Finally a short clip with her beloved cherry tree.

Beautiful

Thank you for sharing.

 

[Kris5902]

So warning for a long post, including a lot of pictures to make it less tedious! And thank you again Bybob for hosting it.

Good bye to Vanille

She was our little alpha hen, sassy with us and a pain in the other hen's butt. We got her with our five other hens from a battery in January 2020, aged only three months as all others rescues had already been given out. Although she had trouble laying from the start she was a brave fighter, full of joy and will to live. She had many passions : drinking running water, eating snow and hail, escaping from the chicken zone to explore the garden, helping out my partner with whatever he was doing, perching on human shoulders, and most of all, eating cherries.

Because we had to care a lot for her due to her health issues she was our only hen that enjoyed cuddles, falling asleep on our knees or gently pecking our bellies.
We called her The Hen's Trade union because she knew how to ask loudly for whatever she wanted until she got it.

She was 33 months and I know she enjoyed her life here very much.

I have very few picture as a pullet. Here she is climbing the ladder.
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Enjoying the garden, 10 June 2020
View attachment 3195392

Eating hail! May 2021.
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One of so many warm bath to help an egg come out. August 2021
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Found some grapes! She was very sick at the time and we were letting her wander in the garden to make her want to live. September 2021.
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Hard molt just after recovery
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Then she ate a snake to celebrate her new feathers, November 2021
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Love the snow for the last time, February 2022
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I think I dropped something, mars 2022
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And I thought this was my lunch , may 2022.
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My partner was her whole world.
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Good bye beautiful Vanille
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Finally a short clip with her beloved cherry tree.

Absolutely beautiful, I am so sorry for your loss, and this is a lovely tribute to a lucky and well loved hen. You gave her a chicken-y wonderful life.

 

[Ponypoor]

She still talks with that Bok Bok Bok , but I like it.

Awwwww that’s cute bet she thinks you’re her wee chickies to protect.

 

[Ponypoor]

So warning for a long post, including a lot of pictures to make it less tedious! And thank you again Bybob for hosting it.

Good bye to Vanille

She was our little alpha hen, sassy with us and a pain in the other hen's butt. We got her with our five other hens from a battery in January 2020, aged only three months as all others rescues had already been given out. Although she had trouble laying from the start she was a brave fighter, full of joy and will to live. She had many passions : drinking running water, eating snow and hail, escaping from the chicken zone to explore the garden, helping out my partner with whatever he was doing, perching on human shoulders, and most of all, eating cherries.

Because we had to care a lot for her due to her health issues she was our only hen that enjoyed cuddles, falling asleep on our knees or gently pecking our bellies.
We called her The Hen's Trade union because she knew how to ask loudly for whatever she wanted until she got it.

She was 33 months and I know she enjoyed her life here very much.

I have very few picture as a pullet. Here she is climbing the ladder.
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Enjoying the garden, 10 June 2020
View attachment 3195392

Eating hail! May 2021.
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One of so many warm bath to help an egg come out. August 2021
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Found some grapes! She was very sick at the time and we were letting her wander in the garden to make her want to live. September 2021.
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Hard molt just after recovery
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Then she ate a snake to celebrate her new feathers, November 2021
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Love the snow for the last time, February 2022
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I think I dropped something, mars 2022
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And I thought this was my lunch , may 2022.
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My partner was her whole world.
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Good bye beautiful Vanille
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Finally a short clip with her beloved cherry tree.

That was wonderful and made me smile, she was obviously well loved by you and your partner.

And such a lovely colour - a little ‘red head’ that’s why she was so feisty

 

[Ponypoor]

Little vampire bats waiting to strike.

Velociraptor vampires

 

[lightm]

I suspect it is more that most people don't understand that it isn't viable unless incubated, so to them it seems kinda 'icky'. I am sure her grandma knows this, but many people have asked me if there might be a chick inside and how am I sure there isn't if there is a Rooster around. Also, regarding bug, worms, etc. It is much easier, in that sense, to 'fool yourself' by buying 'hygenically' preppped & 'sealed' eggs, where you don't have to think about where they came from, what they ate, nor how they lived. It is just plain easier.

I gave a co-worked some smoked chicken (she said she would like to try it). Months later I found out she had thrown it out because she 'couldn't eat it'. She had come to my house ONCE and seen my chickens...a year before. She said she couldn't eat it because she 'knew' my chickens. I asked her how...it wasn't even one that was hatched yet when she came over...she said....but I've seen them, and they all looked happy...I couldn't eat that, I'll get my chicken from the store, thank you."

Honestly, what p#^&ed me off the most was she threw it away instead of giving it back or offering it to a friend. I did, later when I could say it calmly, tell her how much it bothered me that she threw it away, because that meant that the chickens life was 'wasted'. He died to be thrown away!So disrespectful of him and his life (I didn't say that part). But, it all goes back to "I'll have my steak and roast chicken...but I don't want to know where it came from." We want to continue to be omnivours without having to deal with the realities of being an omnivour.

BFTP.
So well said. I am sorry this happened to you. People think it is weird knowing where your food come from, but NO, it is weird not knowing where your food come from. We have so lost touch with our food source it's almost like we are being farm raised...

I don't have the capacity to raise meat birds, nor do I have the courage to eat my roosters or egg layers. This makes me especially respect those can, as long as the animals have had a good life.

 

[Marie2020]

So warning for a long post, including a lot of pictures to make it less tedious! And thank you again Bybob for hosting it.

Good bye to Vanille

She was our little alpha hen, sassy with us and a pain in the other hen's butt. We got her with our five other hens from a battery in January 2020, aged only three months as all others rescues had already been given out. Although she had trouble laying from the start she was a brave fighter, full of joy and will to live. She had many passions : drinking running water, eating snow and hail, escaping from the chicken zone to explore the garden, helping out my partner with whatever he was doing, perching on human shoulders, and most of all, eating cherries.

Because we had to care a lot for her due to her health issues she was our only hen that enjoyed cuddles, falling asleep on our knees or gently pecking our bellies.
We called her The Hen's Trade union because she knew how to ask loudly for whatever she wanted until she got it.

She was 33 months and I know she enjoyed her life here very much.

I have very few picture as a pullet. Here she is climbing the ladder.
View attachment 3195387
Enjoying the garden, 10 June 2020
View attachment 3195392

Eating hail! May 2021.
View attachment 3195394

One of so many warm bath to help an egg come out. August 2021
View attachment 3195395
Found some grapes! She was very sick at the time and we were letting her wander in the garden to make her want to live. September 2021.
View attachment 3195383

Hard molt just after recovery
View attachment 3195388

Then she ate a snake to celebrate her new feathers, November 2021
View attachment 3195382

Love the snow for the last time, February 2022
View attachment 3195390
I think I dropped something, mars 2022
View attachment 3195385
And I thought this was my lunch , may 2022.
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My partner was her whole world.
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Good bye beautiful Vanille
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Finally a short clip with her beloved cherry tree.

What a beautiful girl, she certainly ruled her area and her human family. What a joyous life she lived she seemed truly happy.

 

[BY Bob]

A heartfelt thank you again so much to all those who have expressed their sympathy for Vanille's passing.

I hope at least I will be able to cope better! I was expecting the first chicken death to be hard... but I still feel I'm overreacting!
I have very few human friends and since I live in such a remote place I don't see them often, so I guess the chickens have become my close friends.Have I become that crazy old bat who cares only about her pets ?
It was also the first time I held a living creature to it's end. I won't forget the last minute when she woke, the look she had.

I had the same experience with my Patsy. I never cried so much over the loss of any pet. To have them pass in your arms as you tell them, "it's OK. Be at peace." It touches you someplace deep. I will never forget that experience.