Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Shadrach]

All days are good days when all who leave in the morning return at night.
However, some good days are more frustrating than others.
As I anticipated Mel decided to sit. I took the eggs away whereupon she promptly laid another and sat on that. This morning Moon, Hurry and Tackle all decided to come and help Mel out.
Can't fault them for solidarity. Unfortunately in the shuffling about to accommodate the egg contributors an egg got broken and I didn't notice until Mel had heated it up and spread it about; mostly over her underside.
This is a complete pita. The eggs get coated with bits of feathers and assorted debris and many Of Mel's feathers get pulled out as she moves around in the nest. It's a complete mess.
I want Mel to sit for three days so she doesn't just go and lay another egg elsewhere after an eviction. I did manage to the worst of the mess off and having dumped her in a dust bath she had a fairly decent go at cleaning up.
Last night.

Today.

Moon snacking on the broken egg in the box while I try to keep Mel out long enough for her to dry up a bit.

 

[Shadrach]

Hurry.

 

[ValerieJ]

Complications from Salpingitis sadly. We cured the infection but her fallopian tubes were scarred and therefore blocked leading to fluid build up internally everytime she tried to make an egg. The fluid build up is what ended things.

Seems like we always lose our favorite hens.

 

[BY Bob]

All days are good days when all who leave in the morning return at night.
However, some good days are more frustrating than others.
As I anticipated Mel decided to sit. I took the eggs away whereupon she promptly laid another and sat on that. This morning Moon, Hurry and Tackle all decided to come and help Mel out.
Can't fault them for solidarity. Unfortunately in the shuffling about to accommodate the egg contributors an egg got broken and I didn't notice until Mel had heated it up and spread it about; mostly over her underside.
This is a complete pita. The eggs get coated with bits of feathers and assorted debris and many Of Mel's feathers get pulled out as she moves around in the nest. It's a complete mess.
I want Mel to sit for three days so she doesn't just go and lay another egg elsewhere after an eviction. I did manage to the worst of the mess off and having dumped her in a dust bath she had a fairly decent go at cleaning up.
Last night.
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Today.
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Moon snacking on the broken egg in the box while I try to keep Mel out long enough for her to dry up a bit.
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That's a tough one Shad. Glad you were there ro help out.

It always amazes me how much they love eggs and egg shells. It feels wrong.

 

[BY Bob]

Seems like we always lose our favorite hens.

I've noticed that. I can't figure that out as I sit here pondering. How does that happen?

 

[ValerieJ]

I've noticed that. I can't figure that out as I sit here pondering. How does that happen?

I don't know either, but almost without exception that has happened here. Lucy is the only one left of my original flock, and she is only 4 years old. She has always been sweet, and I trust her with newbies still, but she is pretty much a loner since she lost her two besties last summer.

 

[BY Bob]

I don't know either, but almost without exception that has happened here. Lucy is the only one left of my original flock, and she is only 4 years old. She has always been sweet, and I trust her with newbies still, but she is pretty much a loner since she lost her two besties last summer.

Maybe it's because we love them all.

 

[ValerieJ]

Maybe it's because we love them all.

Probably. But I did have favorites. I don't now, except maybe Pippi because he is such a great cockerel. He's no lap chicken, but he is so good to his girls. ☺

 

[BY Bob]

Fluffy Butt Acres Brain Trust

Lilly, "What it's it?

Aurora, "I don't know. Hattie found it."

Hattie, "Taste it Aurora"

Aurora, "I'm not tasting it, you taste it"

Hattie, "You taste it Lilly, I just saw you picking through some old poo. It can't taste worse than poo."

Lilly, "Does it have legs? Bugs shaped like that taste awful"

Aurora, "If it had legs it would have run off by now."

Lilly, "Just peck it and see if it moves"

Hattie, "I don't see any legs, someone needs to taste it"

Lilly, " I swear I have seen this before. Let me think"

Aurora, " We don't have time for that. Taste it Hattie!"

Sydney walking by, "It's a corn chip you dweebs"

Lilly, "No, that's not right. I know what it is. What, What, What could it be? I know this."

Aurora, "Yeah, what does she know. You see those baby eggs shes laying"

Lilly, "They are tiny"

Hattie, "Don't pick on her, when's the last time you laid an egg Lilly?"

Aurora, "That's mean Hattie, she's old"

Lilly, "That hurts"

Hattie, "I think she's right"

Aurora & Lilly, "Who?!"

Hattie, CRUNCH!, "It was a corn chip! YUMMY!"

 

[LozzyR]

I don't know either, but almost without exception that has happened here. Lucy is the only one left of my original flock, and she is only 4 years old. She has always been sweet, and I trust her with newbies still, but she is pretty much a loner since she lost her two besties last summer.

That's the same as my Lucy! She's four and the last of my original pair. She's my alpha chook so the new girls had better watch out!