Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Ponypoor]

Glynda is a pistol.

Daisy, the greatest hen ever, had a similar attitude. She once pecked our orange tabby right between the eyes. It sounded like a hammer hitting a coconut. That cat was forever afraid of the chickens.

THANK YOU FOR THE LAUGH!!!

The visual on that had me burst out laughing - scared my cat

 

[Ponypoor]

Glynda is a pistol.

Daisy, the greatest hen ever, had a similar attitude. She once pecked our orange tabby right between the eyes. It sounded like a hammer hitting a coconut. That cat was forever afraid of the chickens.

I had to read it again and laugh

 

[featherhead007]

RiverDance?

 

[Ponypoor]

@TX Chick Noob

Haven’t heard from you in a day or so hope all is good! Looking forward to some more of your beautiful horses (and chickies of course!).

 

[Ponypoor]

I failed at the first hurdle.
I blocked off the ground level nest boxes which is where Maggie has been going. I was optimistic she would roost with everyone else if she couldn't get in there because she was quite active all day and had eaten a good load of corn before bed, and was generally behaving like a very slightly slower version of herself.

But never underestimate a chicken's ability to mess with your plans. When she couldn't get in to the ground floor she tried for the upper deck. She bounced up on the tree stump with no issue, but she failed the second leap up to the nest boxes and fell to the floor.
So of course I felt terrible and rushed to open up the lower box for her. So once again she is going to be soaking her butt in icky liquid poo all night.


I don't know if she is going into the nest box for warmth (logical but odd as it was 70F degrees today and hasn't been below the high 40s any night this week). Or whether she wants to sit rather than roost. If the latter then my Plan B will also fail. Plan B is to construct a tiny roost inside the nest box so I can elevate her butt so she doesn't bathe in all the ick.

Of course I am also worried about why she failed to get up to the upper nest box. It is a big leap, though roughly the same as the tree stump that she managed just fine. I think she doesn't have any flight feathers - but does she need that for jumping? Or is she really weak? Could molting make her really weak?

So many questions. Sorry. Just worried about my beloved Maggie.

Oh they love to stress us so much.

Dorothy was staggering around in circles for a couple weeks didn’t want to walk - had me freaked out, but when she was startled she could darn well stand tall, and run fast! So I didnt think neurological, the only thing I could think was her pin feathers being painful.

Could Maggie be just sore from the molt, and not wanting to be painful with her feathers?

Also how about a 4x4 laid in the nest box for her to sit on and help keep her butt off the poop.

 

[BY Bob]

Well he was sort of just shuffling his feet watching like I was! Then when it was over he went back to his usual thing. I find he doesn’t get involved no. The drama, he just watches to see what’s up.

Proper behavior on his part. Not his fight.

 

[Ponypoor]

You sound like me. I love to sing. (Although whenever I do outside, my chickens start screaming and clucking.) I can Irish Step dance a tiny bit, but I'm still learning how to do that. I love to draw, but none of my pictures turn out the way I was hoping.

My gals like my singing, Mr P not so much!!! Hahaha

 

[Lexicon]

It's FALL. Do not wish fall away.

Umm, I don't think it's still fall in Canada. We woke up to 3-4 inches of snow today. I had to shovel to get the door to the run open !!

 

[Ponypoor]

Umm, I don't think it's still fall in Canada. We woke up to 3-4 inches of snow today. I had to shovel to get the door to the run open !!

Oh no! That’s just to much ! Say it aint so!!!!

Please keep it hahaha.

Can’t wait for that first snow, when the kiddies stand in the barn doorway and bok bok bok at me to make it go away!

 

[Ponypoor]

He knew better than intervene because the gals would have turned on him. It happened to me once. The lady I was dating and her teen daughter were arguing and I got pulled into and they both turned on me! I grabbed a sixer of beer and sat on the porch while they worked it out. I should have done that sooner