Alex I am sorry and trust me I know what you are going through with your neighbors hens. Game birds are just on another level. Momma hen bit, flogged, clubbed and beat me on the daily when she was broody and rearing chicks. Every day I threatened to wring her neck and turn her into chicken and dumplings. I called her every name under the sun and then some. I stated on here more times then I care to count I would not wish that hen on my worst enemy. She was the spawn of satan so she would live forever, and it felt like she did.
The ole bat has been gone right at a year now.
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I've had a year of no surprise clutches. A year of not being flogged or clubbed with her stump foot. A year of being able to walk around a broody hen with her just hatched chick and not fear for my life. Call me crazy but I miss her.
View attachment 4093679View attachment 4093680She was the bane of my existence, but there will never be another like her. I hope.
Deep down though, something tells me I am asking for trouble keeping this little lady.
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Something tells me the tiny terror will one day become the tiny terrorist.
