Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[BY Bob]

It's one of my very favourite of Bob's videos her photo with Santa is wonderful too.

The original

 

[BY Bob]

I'm thinking about starting a thread for Ex Batts and Rescues.
I would like to tell the story of what has and what may happen to these poor creatures.
The full horror of their previous lives will never been known but the terrible circumstances they are now in I have well documented and photographed.
The way things are going an awful lot of Bob's thread will get taken up with people posting commiserations as the chickens gradually die off. They are unlikely to live long no matter how well anyone cares for them.
Some of you have seen the coop and run. What I doubt many have fully realised is just how shocking it is.
The coop without the nest box roughly measures 1.131 metres by 0.75 metres.
The nest box measures 0.75 metres by 0.32 metres. Roughly we are looking at a bit over 11 square feet. There are 20 chickens sleeping in this. 20!
There were 25!
The coop wasn't even getting cleaned out every week let alone evry day. Imagine what a weeks worth of 20 chickens pooping in 11 square looks and smells like.
Most have some respiratory problems. The amonnia build up is considerable.
The coop is one of those off the shelf jobs. It's really really bad. Nobody who knows the basics about chickens would build such a coop.
Most weeks I'll be posting sad news. I don't want to spoil all the lovely chicken stuff with what is likely to happen.
Vet isn't an option. A vet visit here just to get seen is around £60.00. Treatment is expensive. Roughly if one allowed even £300.00 per chicken in vets bills that's £3,000.00.
My job is mainly to try and make sure the sick die quickly and the living have the best quality of life I can afford to give them. Not much of that is going to be happy news.

No matter your choice your stories are always welcome here, happy or sad. Please let us know if you start your own. If you do I really hope you will still spend time with us here.

 

[BY Bob]

No idea. But it's built like a fortress with the craftsmanship of a civil engineer.

It sure seems that way! I'm looking forward to them moving in soon!

 

[BY Bob]

For this one, we REALLY need to be able to use more than one 'like' I need to use the 'Heart' for the gorgeous picture of Minnie, with her new charcoal grey 'necklace',(Phyllis's pearls got nothing on her 'natural' pendant necklace, , Sorry @ BY Bob) and "I" for the great research, @RoyalChick

I hope Phyllis can't read that small font.

 

[BY Bob]

Aww, this picture reminds me of my ISA girls.

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Happy memories.

 

[BY Bob]

Unless you’re my Ester, in which case you go into a very hard molt in winter.

Some hens just want special attention.

 

[BY Bob]

It’s been 17 years since that photo was taken, but from memory he was a decent weight. More like a Hattie rather than a Phyllis?

Great example. Hattie is not light but does seem similar in size. Lol

 

[BY Bob]

Frantic Phone Call

I am away from home for work. When is left I equipped the complex to hold the ladies all until I return. However Mrs BY Bob was off yesterday and felt that everyone should not suffer because I was gone. Now I told her to just leave them locked in. I did not want her dealing with any issues. Keep it simple but Mrs BY Bob has a big heart. She let them out.

What I was afraid of happened. She has a big heart but not great discipline. She did not keep enough track of what was happened. While I was in a meeting unable to answer my phone, she left the following message.

https://1drv.ms/u/s!AuY3biXUAsmo0DjB4s4fgn8eYXBi

I sure hope that link works.

By the time I had emerged from the meeting Legertha was found hidden in the brush pile. Sylvie was in the coop roosted. They were both silent.

So what happened?

They never get separated without screaming for each other outside of a hawk attack. My guess is they were attacked and scattered. Then without yelling, they could not find each other. They did not know if it was safe and just hunkered down. Sylvie found her way to the coop assuming that Legertha would make her way back there at some point. I'm sure she was even scared that Legertha might never return home.

All is good now and everyone is locked up safe and will remain that way until I return home.

 

[bgmathteach]

It is kind of similar to Sylvie's burrowing under Legertha.

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LOL, two heads are better than one!!

Sylvie is just so darn cute, snuggling with 'big sis'!

 

[featherhead007]

Frantic Phone Call

I am away from home for work. When is left I equipped the complex to hold the ladies all until I return. However Mrs BY Bob was off yesterday and felt that everyone should not suffer because I was gone. Now I told her to just leave them locked in. I did not want her dealing with any issues. Keep it simple but Mrs BY Bob has a big heart. She let them out.

What I was afraid of happened. She has a big heart but not great discipline. She did not keep enough track of what was happened. While I was in a meeting unable to answer my phone, she left the following message.

https://1drv.ms/u/s!AuY3biXUAsmo0DjB4s4fgn8eYXBi

I sure hope that link works.

By the time I had emerged from the meeting Legertha was found hidden in the brush pile. Sylvie was in the coop roosted. They were both silent.

So what happened?

They never get separated without screaming for each other outside of a hawk attack. My guess is they were attacked and scattered. Then without yelling, they could not find each other. They did not know if it was safe and just hunkered down. Sylvie found her way to the coop assuming that Legertha would make her way back there at some point. I'm sure she was even scared that Legertha might never return home.

All is good now and everyone is locked up safe and will remain that way until I return home.

Close call Bob.