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Little Coco just wanted to be sure.Practicing?! You would think by now we have it sorted! Yes we are!
This is so niceI have mentioned that I was adapting a coop for Cillin who has been living in my house for over a month now. It's not that he isn't welcome but in the long run he needs his own coop if he isn't going to be able to go back to the tribe coop because of his son Treacle.
I also mentioned that I thought it likely that Mel would move with Cillin given the opportunity.
I haven't even finished the coop and look who's making themselves at home.
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Beauty!
I kinda figured you had the red hair.Beauty!
Tbh, I didn't know what user name to apply and the "red" is actually my hair color
I have no red chickens (that I can tell)...my best guesses today are 2 grey EE, 1 cinnamon queen, 2 orpingtons, 1 mystic onyx and 1 ??? (She is lean and fast and mostly white and flighty).
So far as I can tell the eye is still there, and he seems to have at least partial vision in it. I am kicking myself for not taking better care of him. I am giving him some meloxicam Pain relief which seems to be helping, and I’m going to start him on another course of antibiotics before I try to clear up his foot further. If it comes to it, I can take him in with my meat birds in May. The stunner at the Abattoir there is very good, compassionate, and kind.
I was letting him free range with the rest and moving his tractor to the far end of the area where our trailer is, planning on setting him up a little yard in the corner, and once I had him in an area I can fence in decently, addressing the foot situation more. I was thinking it would be near the end of this week.
I don’t like to move the “Home” too far, too fast, as it’s confusing for them. Today after checking him out, feeding him and his girls first, separately, DH and I dragged the tractor fully to its destination and set up the fencing for him. All before letting the other free range birds out. So of course, three of his girls spent the day trying to get out of the fence and back “home” to lay their egg (even after being repeatedly shown their housing’s new placement. eventually ZipTie remembered how she can defeat the fence and flew up and perched on it. She couldn’t get it to sag quite enough to free her cohorts Tailess and Chubby though.
As for his foot, it’s still quite swollen, a bumble appeared on top, but no seepage or pus. I’ve still been soaking and the swollen portion seems softer and more liquid. The weather is finally cooperating and now he’s in an area I can fairly confine, the only real hold up is the vision situation now.
Fingers crossed!So far as I can tell the eye is still there, and he seems to have at least partial vision in it. I am kicking myself for not taking better care of him. I am giving him some meloxicam Pain relief which seems to be helping, and I’m going to start him on another course of antibiotics before I try to clear up his foot further. If it comes to it, I can take him in with my meat birds in May. The stunner at the Abattoir there is very good, compassionate, and kind.
I was letting him free range with the rest and moving his tractor to the far end of the area where our trailer is, planning on setting him up a little yard in the corner, and once I had him in an area I can fence in decently, addressing the foot situation more. I was thinking it would be near the end of this week.
I don’t like to move the “Home” too far, too fast, as it’s confusing for them. Today after checking him out, feeding him and his girls first, separately, DH and I dragged the tractor fully to its destination and set up the fencing for him. All before letting the other free range birds out. So of course, three of his girls spent the day trying to get out of the fence and back “home” to lay their egg (even after being repeatedly shown their housing’s new placement. eventually ZipTie remembered how she can defeat the fence and flew up and perched on it. She couldn’t get it to sag quite enough to free her cohorts Tailess and Chubby though.
As for his foot, it’s still quite swollen, a bumble appeared on top, but no seepage or pus. I’ve still been soaking and the swollen portion seems softer and more liquid. The weather is finally cooperating and now he’s in an area I can fairly confine, the only real hold up is the vision situation now.
Your Dad sounds like a cool person.Going to get off topic here just a tad and talk about my dad for a minute, which will relate to just how smart the boys are. He is the stereotypical "I do not want "said" animal" but then after its here spoils it the most. The cats and dogs were never supposed to be inside, yet 1 cat jack sleeps on him at night and my sisters lab mix sleeps beside his bed. Before Momma hen showed up for 2 years Rosie had been begging for chickens. Had swayed me and mom but he was firm in no chickens. Too much work and poop and she was little would loose interest in a month. So when momma hen showed up after a few weeks admits he doesn't mind chickens but he didn't want to be responsible for them. This was when we was running the boarding barn while he is also a full time carpenter. I get it, he's tired and there is work involved. Well after a year of momma hen, who he still calls "lucky" he decided she was lonely and maybe we should let her hatch chicks. But only keep 1 or 2 for friends, and absolutely NO ROOSTERS. Yeah, we know how that turned out. According to him, Toothless was destined for the frying pan when he was big enough, same with a few more boys who I've rehomed as he didn't have the heart to eat them. He is fond of all our current flock members, and while he is not one to go pick up a chicken and snuggle he will pet one if it comes to him. And Drumstick is his favorite, even though he calls him the biggest baby and he should be ashamed of himself on how pampered he is. All this while rubbing his wattles. Yesterday while me and Rosie were working on her last math assignments dad was out cleaning the stalls. And we couldn't help but notice that wherever he went, he had a mob of 6 fluffballs hot on his heels. When he sat down for breaks they were right there eating out of his hand. At one point when he was bring back a wheelbarrow full of fresh sawdust he had 2 of them riding in it. Me and Rosie laughed to ourselves but didn't point it out to him. It was a nice evening so a bit before feeding time me and him were sitting on the back steps having a cup of coffee. He's watching them and asks me was I for sure they were all boys. Yup, all boys. I get the "we do not need another rooster, but watch that one." He calls and it come running to him and flies up and perches on his shoulder. The other five make there way over and settle around him on the steps. After a few minutes, and the one boy is sound asleep on his shoulder I'm informed that while they are technically for sale, that one is to be marked somehow and is not available at the moment. And no matter how long it takes.....None of them are destined for the frying pan, they are just too good natured. But me and mom though are the ones with the chicken math problem mind you NOT him.