After spending some time with a friend that is a licensed wildlife rehabilitator, your stance is similar to what they have. In particular, a baby animal is considered dead even during rehab bc the task is daunting. Thus does NOT mean they do not care for it, just the prospects are great to achieve survival and (re)integration.

Your current flock, although adults, only have infantile abilities for survival.

That all being said...I couldn't avoid falling in love and naming them too soon. Let it be known publicly that I am a weak softie.
I mentioned on this thread somewhere that once I had left Spain and the tribes behind what I would like is to look after Ex Batts. After the years I've spent trying to take care of chickens, I've got to the point where I can accept they will die, probably very quickly, and although I will come to love them, I now have the strength to let them go.
I've never owned my own chickens, I've never bought or sold a live creature.
These poor Ex Batts need help and helping them helps me in some strange way.
I don't think I can ever explain it well.
 
Yes. Every word we write is analysed by AI so that "better" advertising can be served to us, eg, as emails or updates that a friend liked this or that product.

Mind you, at this time there's little else that particular AI can do. For example, the AI that drives cars is an entirely different AI and it doesn't know how to analyse which type of ad you'll respond to.
This is very reassuring. Thank you for sharing.
 
Meanwhile, I don't know whether I should be worrying. I have only had two Roadrunner eggs in all of October (September I got 20 Roadrunner eggs). So effectively the Roadrunners have stopped laying.
Minnie does have watery poo (well today at least she does) but otherwise both seem fine other than the molting.
When should I worry?
Not for a long time. They're moulting slowly, so it could be a 2-3 months before they they want to lay again. Remember how worried I was about Janet through her last, very slow moult? There was no need. She got on with laying once she was good and ready.
 
I mentioned on this thread somewhere that once I had left Spain and the tribes behind what I would like is to look after Ex Batts. After the years I've spent trying to take care of chickens, I've got to the point where I can accept they will die, probably very quickly, and although I will come to love them, I now have the strength to let them go.
I've never owned my own chickens, I've never bought or sold a live creature.
These poor Ex Batts need help and helping them helps me in some strange way.
I don't think I can ever explain it well.
That makes perfect sense to me. :hugs
 
They're still nowhere near as smart as any person.
Or Chicken
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Flockservations

From yesterday's free range session by the Phyllistines.

Only two of the larger girls paid any attention to the new ladies, Phyllis and Sansa. If she came around them through the course of grazing, Phyllis would remind them of their place. Mostly they knew where she was and stayed out of range.

Sansa hunted them several times. Sneaking up on them the way Lilly used to do it to Aurora and Maleficent. She would try to ambush them and separate them from each other. Once she succeeded and had one in the big run and one outside the big run. They could be next to each other but the fence was in between. These are things that used to give the iron beak pleasure so I'm not surprised that he protégé is using smile tactics.

The Protégé
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No one else paid the Phyllistines any mind. In fact several times Hattie and Aurora walked by them like they weren't even there.
I've been meaning to ask how Phyllis got on with the others when she reposted with them. How bad was the scuffling?
 

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