Love the fluffy butts I got some of my own
 

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Did they actually wade into the water? We’re going to provide a wading pool tomorrow, but I’m REALLY skeptical.
I have several small rubber feed tubs sitting around that we fill with water. They drink from them, stand in them, sit in them. They love them.

Camping!

Another night out under the stars.

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I moved them back to the Cluckle Hut.
Maybe they just like the view of the night sky. 😂


Some Thirst-day pics

Orchid
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I think this is Cotton
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All but 1 bantam
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Liberty
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Aspen and Cypress say ducks get thirsty too.
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My son pretending to magically float a caterpillar, to cute ☺️ View attachment 4170960
Pebble looking fabulous but also completely oblivious as to the location of his entire flock who had gone to roost for the evening. Both of the SFH Roos tried to come get him but he just kept on pecking and scratching. I had to go get him in and this is why supervision for free ranging is likely to remain necessary 😂
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A floating caterpillar?

Sometimes chickens are having so much fun foraging they are oblivious of their surroundings. We have one Silkie that panics, starts squawking, when she looks around & there's no other flockmate in sight ~ the others may be just around the corner😄but she is too busy to realize they moved on!
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It is with a heavy heart that I have to share this news. I needed a few days to process it and come to terms.

Rest in Peace..

My nosey Dottie
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My beautiful Spot
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And the one that possibly hurts most of all.
Rest in Peace my beloved, brave, dear sweet George.
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I worked Monday and Tuesday. Our AC is broken and I spent 2, 11 hour days in 105 degree heat which drained me.

Monday night I came home and drug myself out to lock everyone up and do a head count. I could not find my speckled suspects. I was tired and knew I had to go in again the next morning. I assumed they joined the ranks of my many broody girls and I would search for their nests on my next day off Wednesday. I have so many girls broody at the moment them not showing up that night honestly did not send off immediate alarm bells.

Tuesday was brutal and I got home late. I came in, sat for a minute and then grabbed my headlamp and went outside to be confronted with the truth. Instead of my loyal George waiting on the crate beside the silkie coop for me to put him up I found a pile of white feathers.

I have a problem and that problem is striking just after dark. My brother informed me that he was outside until 8:30 that evening working on his motorcycle and George was underfoot. I went out first thing Wednesday morning and really looked and found evidence of the attacks on the Sussex sisters in Russ's old stall. I also found out where the culprit is coming on and off the hill. I saw a few white feathers on the hill behind the big old pine tree on the hill. I've been here before, same pattern and same path and I strongly suspect it is a coyote.

Until I can eliminate it everyone, including the girls that roost on the big roost overtop the horses are in lockdown in the coop no later then 7 in the evening. They are not let out until around noon or later when I can be outside with them. I did end up setting Raven. She is in the orange tote beside the hay. I took apart the metal dog crate and reassembled it overtop of her tote. When I have to work, they are not free ranging at all.

Me and my brother have taken turns waiting for it to come back, I know it will. Yesterday evening not long after I locked them up I was talking to my neighbors when every single one of them went off. I ran and checked, nothing had came off the hill but they clearly spotted something up there. I could not spot it. They were silent the rest of the night and I gave up about 1 am.
 
It is with a heavy heart that I have to share this news. I needed a few days to process it and come to terms.

Rest in Peace..

My nosey Dottie
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My beautiful Spot
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And the one that possibly hurts most of all.
Rest in Peace my beloved, brave, dear sweet George.
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I worked Monday and Tuesday. Our AC is broken and I spent 2, 11 hour days in 105 degree heat which drained me.

Monday night I came home and drug myself out to lock everyone up and do a head count. I could not find my speckled suspects. I was tired and knew I had to go in again the next morning. I assumed they joined the ranks of my many broody girls and I would search for their nests on my next day off Wednesday. I have so many girls broody at the moment them not showing up that night honestly did not send off immediate alarm bells.

Tuesday was brutal and I got home late. I came in, sat for a minute and then grabbed my headlamp and went outside to be confronted with the truth. Instead of my loyal George waiting on the crate beside the silkie coop for me to put him up I found a pile of white feathers.

I have a problem and that problem is striking just after dark. My brother informed me that he was outside until 8:30 that evening working on his motorcycle and George was underfoot. I went out first thing Wednesday morning and really looked and found evidence of the attacks on the Sussex sisters in Russ's old stall. I also found out where the culprit is coming on and off the hill. I saw a few white feathers on the hill behind the big old pine tree on the hill. I've been here before, same pattern and same path and I strongly suspect it is a coyote.

Until I can eliminate it everyone, including the girls that roost on the big roost overtop the horses are in lockdown in the coop no later then 7 in the evening. They are not let out until around noon or later when I can be outside with them. I did end up setting Raven. She is in the orange tote beside the hay. I took apart the metal dog crate and reassembled it overtop of her tote. When I have to work, they are not free ranging at all.

Me and my brother have taken turns waiting for it to come back, I know it will. Yesterday evening not long after I locked them up I was talking to my neighbors when every single one of them went off. I ran and checked, nothing had came off the hill but they clearly spotted something up there. I could not spot it. They were silent the rest of the night and I gave up about 1 am.
:hugs :hugs :hugs
 
It is with a heavy heart that I have to share this news. I needed a few days to process it and come to terms.

Rest in Peace..

My nosey Dottie
View attachment 4171536
My beautiful Spot
View attachment 4171537

And the one that possibly hurts most of all.
Rest in Peace my beloved, brave, dear sweet George.
View attachment 4171540

I worked Monday and Tuesday. Our AC is broken and I spent 2, 11 hour days in 105 degree heat which drained me.

Monday night I came home and drug myself out to lock everyone up and do a head count. I could not find my speckled suspects. I was tired and knew I had to go in again the next morning. I assumed they joined the ranks of my many broody girls and I would search for their nests on my next day off Wednesday. I have so many girls broody at the moment them not showing up that night honestly did not send off immediate alarm bells.

Tuesday was brutal and I got home late. I came in, sat for a minute and then grabbed my headlamp and went outside to be confronted with the truth. Instead of my loyal George waiting on the crate beside the silkie coop for me to put him up I found a pile of white feathers.

I have a problem and that problem is striking just after dark. My brother informed me that he was outside until 8:30 that evening working on his motorcycle and George was underfoot. I went out first thing Wednesday morning and really looked and found evidence of the attacks on the Sussex sisters in Russ's old stall. I also found out where the culprit is coming on and off the hill. I saw a few white feathers on the hill behind the big old pine tree on the hill. I've been here before, same pattern and same path and I strongly suspect it is a coyote.

Until I can eliminate it everyone, including the girls that roost on the big roost overtop the horses are in lockdown in the coop no later then 7 in the evening. They are not let out until around noon or later when I can be outside with them. I did end up setting Raven. She is in the orange tote beside the hay. I took apart the metal dog crate and reassembled it overtop of her tote. When I have to work, they are not free ranging at all.

Me and my brother have taken turns waiting for it to come back, I know it will. Yesterday evening not long after I locked them up I was talking to my neighbors when every single one of them went off. I ran and checked, nothing had came off the hill but they clearly spotted something up there. I could not spot it. They were silent the rest of the night and I gave up about 1 am.
Omg. This is dreadful news 😢

I'm so sorry Rebecca :hugs :hugs :hugs
Little George was a double of Mr.P and the girls were beautiful

I hope you can figure out a trap of some kind near the housing. A bloody shotgun to, if it's legal in your area.

This news has really got to me 😢

The weather situation is dire worldwide and had caused so many deaths plus losses of homes, now this freaking attack on top of it all. :hit:confused:
 

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