I think snakes are awesome. But they can also be very scary if super poisonous! (What's the difference between poisonous and venomous?) Anyway, here in California we have rattlers. I have never seen any here at this house, but at our old house, they were more common. DH took one on with a shovel and a hockey stick. LOL!
I’m sure someone else has already got this, but poisonous kills you when you ingest it, venom is injected into you through a bite or sting. Komodo dragons have recently been found to be venomous (not just in possession of incredibly bad oral hygiene as previously thought)... one of the few venomous lizards. Bees inject you with a venom when they sting as well (which is beneficial against some inflammatory diseases like arthritis) mushrooms, berries, and frogs are often poisonous. Snakes are ok to eat, even venomous ones, and thus not poisonous. If my memory servers me the platypus is also venomous... I think it’s spurs? But I could be wrong... it’s late here and I can’t fact check that just this moment. We have a rattler here too, well in select areas of my province (not my specific location, though I have seen them in person)
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I’m sure someone else has already got this, but poisonous kills you when you ingest it, venom is injected into you through a bite or sting. Komodo dragons have recently been found to be venomous (not just in possession of incredibly bad oral hygiene as previously thought)... one of the few venomous lizards. Bees inject you with a venom when they sting as well (which is beneficial against some inflammatory diseases like arthritis) mushrooms, berries, and frogs are often poisonous. Snakes are ok to eat, even venomous ones, and thus not poisonous. If my memory servers me the platypus is also venomous... I think it’s spurs? But I could be wrong... it’s late here and I can’t fact check that just this moment. We have a rattler here too, well in select areas of my province (not my specific location, though I have seen them in person)
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You are right about the platypus. :)
 
I also could not and would not do it. I just put Patsy to rest. I could not bear to have that done to her when whatever it was clearly not involving anyone else in the flock. I know that seems odd for someone of my training and background.

not odd at all... I haven’t done a proper necropsy on any of my birds, and I have processed about 20 birds myself for the dinner table, and had to cull too many of my girls (even the ones I take from the farm coop to provide a clean end for become my girls). It isn’t the process or details that I find repugnant... and if I was concerned about something that could hurt the rest of the flock I probably could and would do this for the greater good.

I will admit to asking for my cull’s body, that I sent in to the Abbatoir this Tuesday. I did want to examine her crop as I’m afraid she ingested some strings of tarp leading to the sour and impacted crop that was completely unresponsive to all my treatments. I was not confident enough in my ability to do a crop surgery, without proper pain relief it just didn’t seem right. I didn’t get it though (she’s in with the entrails and feathers, and no way will I try to sort her out next week, if the composter guy doesn’t take them again).

beloved pets and birds you have a relationship with I believe it’s not easily possible for most people to distance from enough to do this. Even if I was a vet, I would probably prefer to take my pets to another vet for end of life help... so I could be there for them emotionally as a friend/caretaker/owner instead.
 
How They can Tug at Your Heart

As the sun set last night, I was busy unloading groceries from the car so I missed actual roosting time, although in my defense, the flock roosted earlier than usual. So as I was heading out to watch roosting, they were done.

As I was walking out, I heard a little voice call out.

Phyllis was roosted in the run and she had seen me coming.

She jumped off of the roost and ran to my feet calling to me the whole way. I squatted down to see her and she chattered away. I can only guess, telling me what the mean Aurora had done to her. Once she settled, I scooped her up, soothed her a little and then placed her on the roost in the house.

Hattie quickly shuffled away from the door, apparently now aware of what the routine is and all was quiet.

Phyllis gets her own roost in the coop today.
Oh, Bob! When you said “places her on the roost in the house” I had a momentary though of @featherhead007 and Jaffar! Then you mentioned Hattie and it dawned on my you meant in the chicken house!
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I really can’t fathom the Aurora blockading Phyllis issue. I haven’t had to really face anything like this myself. I don’t know if it’s my Roosters, or what, but even after my Botched integration/fall rearrangement for breeding and less housing to try to manage, Ive not had too much of a problem at roosting time in most of my coops and flocks. No full on barring from the coop, though some shenanigans and occasional knock downs do happen.

tonight was my biggest concern, I got a days work, but that also meant I was not here for roosting. Sammy again has my #1 Rooster award after tonight. Tuesday night (after sending in the meat birds but keeping) “little red” my oddball cockerel who was a bit of an outsider, looked entirely different from the other meat birds, he would not roost with anyone and kept looking for his missing “flock” that he didn’t like, engage in, and resisted joining every night. He was roosting right next to Sammy! In the proper tractor, and all was peaceful. I’m a little too tired to describe it all properly right now, but after just two nights of see but don’t touch co habitation... Sammy (I assume) collected him for the night like the awesome rooter he is!

realizing this post is probably semi incoherent, I’m going to get to bed. But I will try to give a proper, understandable, update on things with my flocks soon! We got hit with a windstorm at about midnight last night, I had to adjust tarps... then again at 2:30, adjusting tarps and I gave up and shooed little red to cozy up for the night, for better or worried, 6:30 am I was repairing tarps/tractors then worked 9-6:30, got home and closed everyone in... Three ‘coons in the trees nearby! Huge sigh everyone was ok... that’s when I realized 24hrs had passed and just one cup of coffee for sustenance. Ate two sandwiches, so if any of my posts make no sense tonight that’s why! Sorry.... “I had a thought, but it went away” and I have no idea where I was going with this comment but... tomorrow!
 
I really can’t fathom the Aurora blockading Phyllis issue. I haven’t had to really face anything like this myself. I don’t know if it’s my Roosters, or what, but even after my Botched integration/fall rearrangement for breeding and less housing to try to manage, Ive not had too much of a problem at roosting time in most of my coops and flocks. No full on barring from the coop, though some shenanigans and occasional knock downs do happen.

tonight was my biggest concern, I got a days work, but that also meant I was not here for roosting. Sammy again has my #1 Rooster award after tonight. Tuesday night (after sending in the meat birds but keeping) “little red” my oddball cockerel who was a bit of an outsider, looked entirely different from the other meat birds, he would not roost with anyone and kept looking for his missing “flock” that he didn’t like, engage in, and resisted joining every night. He was roosting right next to Sammy! In the proper tractor, and all was peaceful. I’m a little too tired to describe it all properly right now, but after just two nights of see but don’t touch co habitation... Sammy (I assume) collected him for the night like the awesome rooter he is!

realizing this post is probably semi incoherent, I’m going to get to bed. But I will try to give a proper, understandable, update on things with my flocks soon! We got hit with a windstorm at about midnight last night, I had to adjust tarps... then again at 2:30, adjusting tarps and I gave up and shooed little red to cozy up for the night, for better or worried, 6:30 am I was repairing tarps/tractors then worked 9-6:30, got home and closed everyone in... Three ‘coons in the trees nearby! Huge sigh everyone was ok... that’s when I realized 24hrs had passed and just one cup of coffee for sustenance. Ate two sandwiches, so if any of my posts make no sense tonight that’s why! Sorry.... “I had a thought, but it went away” and I have no idea where I was going with this comment but... tomorrow!
Sleep well Kris.
 
I’m sure someone else has already got this, but poisonous kills you when you ingest it, venom is injected into you through a bite or sting. Komodo dragons have recently been found to be venomous (not just in possession of incredibly bad oral hygiene as previously thought)... one of the few venomous lizards. Bees inject you with a venom when they sting as well (which is beneficial against some inflammatory diseases like arthritis) mushrooms, berries, and frogs are often poisonous. Snakes are ok to eat, even venomous ones, and thus not poisonous. If my memory servers me the platypus is also venomous... I think it’s spurs? But I could be wrong... it’s late here and I can’t fact check that just this moment. We have a rattler here too, well in select areas of my province (not my specific location, though I have seen them in person)
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Yes, platypus is crazy venomous... and yes, it’s the spur things on its flipper or whatever it has at the back end.

I guess maybe what I meant to ask is if there are varying levels of venomous. Can an animal be more or less venomous? It seems more like the venom is more or less toxic, if that makes sense. I am not clear on whether an animal with highly toxic venom is “more venomous” than an animal with mildly toxic venom?
 
How They can Tug at Your Heart

As the sun set last night, I was busy unloading groceries from the car so I missed actual roosting time, although in my defense, the flock roosted earlier than usual. So as I was heading out to watch roosting, they were done.

As I was walking out, I heard a little voice call out.

Phyllis was roosted in the run and she had seen me coming.

She jumped off of the roost and ran to my feet calling to me the whole way. I squatted down to see her and she chattered away. I can only guess, telling me what the mean Aurora had done to her. Once she settled, I scooped her up, soothed her a little and then placed her on the roost in the house.

Hattie quickly shuffled away from the door, apparently now aware of what the routine is and all was quiet.

Phyllis gets her own roost in the coop today.
You really are "The Man Who Loves Birds" ByBob. I can just picture that scene with Phyllis running up to you. "Dad! Dad! That meanie Aurora pushed me out again!"

You really need your own picture book. ❤
 

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