Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Marie2020]

Rest in peace Poopy.
We lost Blue Raptor today.
Delft is improving
Family friend is visiting for a few days so I'll check in here and there.
Pictures of Delft hanging out on the back porch.
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Yummy blackberries
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Standing strong
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Found a place to perch.

Blue Raptor has gone over that rainbow

I'm sorry for your loss

Come on Delft. You're almost there, stick with us.

 

[RoyalChick]

Rest in peace Poopy.
We lost Blue Raptor today.
Delft is improving
Family friend is visiting for a few days so I'll check in here and there.
Pictures of Delft hanging out on the back porch.
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Yummy blackberries
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Standing strong
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Found a place to perch.

So sorry about Blue Raptor.

 

[TOMTE]

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.

My heart hurts for you... So many here at FBA are losing chooks, it's absolutely heartbreaking. My bet is that coyote is trying to feed pups. Summer is one of the deadliest seasons for pups, they need to eat constantly or starve. It's just too bad that our livestock make such easy and accessible prey for them.

I'm so sorry, especially for your loss of George. Fly high, all of your babies, and so many hugs for you

 

[RoyalChick]

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.
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.

I have no words. I am so very very sorry for your loss.
really I can’t even quite process it yet. Gorgeous George and the speckled sisters. Fly high you wonderful birds.
And for Rebecca and the rest of the flock just many, many hugs.

 

[TX Chick Noob]

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
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.

Oh Rebecca, I am so very very sorry to hear this.

 

[Ikslo]

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
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.

Hugs to you and the others who have recently lost members of your flocks.

It’s so hard when we lose them after loving them so hard!

 

[BY Bob]

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.

Oh Rebecca I am so very sorry. How tragic. RIP George, Dottie, and Spot.

I'm sure George was defending the others. Poor fellow.

 

[ChicoryBlue]

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.

I am so sorry, Rebecca. It is so traumatic when these things happen, and then the loss is hard for some time to come. RIP George (Mr. P’s cousin!) and the Speckled Sisters

 

[BY Bob]

Happy Friday

 

[notabitail]

Fluffy Butt Friday.
Gaby.