Things are going to get rough for a bit with my posts. I hope I can get the spoilers to work.
As some of you know, I've taken on some of the care duties of a group of chickens that live on an allotment plot not far from where my daughter lives.
All the chickens are rescues and more recently Ex Batts. This lot of Ex Batts are part of 2000 rescued by a farm in the next county. This farm contacts the people they know who keep chickens and asks if they can take any of the Ex Batts. The person who has been trying to run the allotment project and look after the chickens and geese, unwisely imo took on 14 Ex Batts.
The coop is disgusting as is the run. The person who has tried to take care of the chickens just doesn't have the knowledge, or the time to do more than feed them basically. There used to be aperson who was at the allotments full time. This person built the coop and run and maintained the place. He died over two years ago and the place has slid into the state it is in now.

My first priority was to get them fed properly. I bought decent pellet feed at 17% protein and 3.5% calcium. All flock feed isn't easy to come by locally. They were getting fed once in the morning at what I estimate to be a bit over half of what they need.
My next priority was to get them out of the run as often as I could. They are not safe out without supervision. The Ex Batts don't have a clue about the outside world.
I started gently with half an hour a day out of the run and kept a close eye on where the Ex Batts went and what they tried to eat. On the first few outings most didn't even scratch the ground for bugs etc. They've got the idea now from watching me weed and the other hens scratching. There are tow or three that stand around looking a bit bemused by it all. I might add this is not thhe way I would go about things in better circumstances. I must work with what I have at the moment.
I've increased their time out over the last week. I've made small repairs to the allotment border fence in the hope that it will stop them wandering too far away to keep an eye on and still be able to get on with stuff.
I have plans and I think the money to expand their run by 59 square meters, 635 square feet. I doubt I'll get much by the way of help.
This is the view with my back to the coop and run as it is now. I'm hoping to fence up to the two wooden post in the distance just past the bucket.
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This is the view if I trun around to face the coop. This was waist high in nettles and brambles up to where I'm standing and a bit. The stuff on the right of the picture will give you some idea of what it was like.
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You sound like you have a lot to be getting on with Shad. You will make such a difference to these chooks and any future chooks that take up residence there.

I've heard of allotments before but never understood the actual day to day reality of them. Could you explain more about the allotment project please? Is the allotment privately owned or is it more like a community garden? What sort of plantings are you allowed to do and do you have to run everything by a committee? We don't have them in Australia as far as I'm aware..
 
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Thank you, AC. I actually moved her to a carrier with pine shavings right beside me, because when I shifted my weight, it made her drool more. I feared my thigh might be pressing on her crop. I periodically reached in, gently pet her, reminded her I loved her and I was right there. She continued to decline rapidly and passed beside me with her flock/tribe around her. She did flap violently right after she passed, as they often do. I feel like a coward, but I did my best to comfort her up until the end, and I might have been a bit traumatized if she flapped in my lap.
That's understandable. :hugs I'm sure she knew you were there and she was as comfortable as you could make her. As far as death goes, you gave her a good, peaceful one. That's all anyone could want. ❤️
I’m ok. Thanks for asking, Alex. She didn’t actually die in my arms, and I feel guilty about that. She was in my arms up until about 15 or 20 minutes before she died. 💔

The truth is, I’m still having little crying episodes (like right now), but I’ll be ok.
Happens to me too. It's ok, we are allowed to grieve our beloved animals who have been part of our lives. :hugs:hugs
 
Aww, thats so cute but sad.. yeah, your cat should not consider a chickens bird feather to start killing birds, because cats really do not target chickens (for me atleast and from many others) chickens get a lot better and most cats actually fear them more, the feather of the chicken really wouldnt be bad cause it has that smell on it if it meants sense, or this is how id think of it, if it was a random bird feather itd be different, if you still think its dangerous you can always rinse it and flavor it with catnip : )
I have some cat nip. :)

I'm thinking that a feather could lead them too think little birds a fun game. So not using a feather at all
 
It's hard when your babies leave the nest. :hugs

I'm sure you will be keeping a close eye on them during integration.

Here are some pictures to bolster your spirits Bob.

Alice investigating my ducky tea infuser
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There are 3 hens in this picture and one ring in.
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Deana portrait
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Tsuki portrait
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The usual suspects..
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and finally...


Belle is not stuck. This is quite a roomy cat UFO. She is complaining because I want to take her photo.
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I’m ok. Thanks for asking, Alex. She didn’t actually die in my arms, and I feel guilty about that. She was in my arms up until about 15 or 20 minutes before she died. 💔

The truth is, I’m still having little crying episodes (like right now), but I’ll be ok.
It's OK to cry, and good to do so. You had a long journey together. Crying is paying respect to that journey and recognizing the real bonds which you shared. You need to grieve. It is good to do so. :hugs :hugs :hugs
 
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I didn't want to turn on the light to disturb him. Branch did not utter a peep yesterday but this morning while drinking coffee I heard him. Not bad for his 2nd morning of crowing, I have heard far worse from my bigger roosters. Basil didn't sound that good until he had crowed for over a week.
 
It's hard when your babies leave the nest. :hugs

I'm sure you will be keeping a close eye on them during integration.

Here are some pictures to bolster your spirits Bob.

Alice investigating my ducky tea infuser
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There are 3 hens in this picture and one ring in.
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Deana portrait
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Tsuki portrait
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The usual suspects..
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and finally...


Belle is not stuck. This is quite a roomy cat UFO. She is complaining because I want to take her photo.
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This cat photo is a meme waiting to happen. 😆 🤣

My old friend Tsuki. I just want to hug her and hear her complain the whole time. You are missed my friend. :hugs :love:love:love
 
That's understandable. :hugs I'm sure she knew you were there and she was as comfortable as you could make her. As far as death goes, you gave her a good, peaceful one. That's all anyone could want. ❤️

Happens to me too. It's ok, we are allowed to grieve our beloved animals who have been part of our lives. :hugs:hugs
I shed a tear over Miss Patsy just the other day. It's been a while but it's OK.

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