Had a scare tonight (down into single digits F tonight: @ -14C). (Crystal clear skies, too) Got home from work, already mostly dark, sent kid out to close coop.....kid comes back: "the crested one is missing." layer up, grab flashlight, head out. She's hunkered down next to the solar powered motion spot light on open ground (less than 10 feet from the hatch). Breathing, cold, tucked her inside my wrap with me. Back into coop. Waterer has liquid water in it (iced top/sides), but nipples are frozen. Kid takes it in to thaw/refill. I'm standing in coop, most of flock on roosts/tucked into nest boxes, Thing in arms. She's quiet (dark, cold, combo?) Tucked head inside against my shoulder and settled in to perch on my arm under her (helping warm her feet). (Major cuddles NEVER happen). Took advantage to check combs. Jessica busy settling her feathers (and trying to burrow her head under Cheetah, who's firmly trying to sleep). Nellie has the biggest comb, followed by Blanche and Splash. No one willing to tolerate that kind of inspection (normal for them and seem fine) Number of tucked/burrowed heads into feathers went up dramatically (had been 1-2) now more than half, including Twirp with the only pea comb, but none of the rose comb birds. Water came back. Set Thing down, placed water back in spot, lowered lamp. Thing went for food first, not water, and was feeling toasty warm against me. Coldest night yet this year. Tomorrow, coop will stay closed (checking water) until temps up into teens, likely close early too. currently, all present and accounted for, fluffed up to double sized, and sleeping. (Storm now 20 weeks, no eggs yet but not expecting with the cold, and perched on roost not in nest box like normal)
Castor also tucked up in his house. Tried putting his food dish inside.....NO! Must keep at least 1 foot outside on the ground to eat. (Silly cat)