We live in a suburban area just around the corner from downtown. This past Saturday morning I was on my way to a festival with a friend when my fiance called (in tears) over a hawk having killed his favorite chicken, a beautiful and scrappy little Mille Fleur. I grew up with chickens, but this year is our first flock, and his first time ever having chickens. He also told me that my favorite chicken was missing. He had collected the rest of our flock and put them into the coop, and was searching the neighborhood for my beloved buff Easter Egger.
I was so upset. I was surprised about a hawk, as we have raccoons and skunks, but our area is so densely populated I wouldn't think a hawk would be interested. Could it be part of the fall migration?
Sunday morning, I couldn't help but walk around the neighborhood looking for my Easter Egger. I didn't find her. I went back inside the house, and I must admit I cried a little. I accept that having livestock comes with losses, but I never feel ashamed of grieving for them.
Then something miraculous happened. My fiance headed out into the yard and started yelling something about me having left the chickens out. I started to get defensive when his tone changed and he was excited. I ran out, and sure enough, there was that beautiful chicken, shining like gold in the sunlight, right outside the coop! There was a lot of chicken hugging. Our neighbors must think we're nuts.
Anyway, now all our poor hens are cooped up. We're building a small run that will have netting. Unfortunately we don't have the option of getting a rooster or a big dog. I loved watching them run all over our tiny yard. My fiance wants more chickens. He loved that Mille Fleur.
I am curious about geese. I might be able to fit a goose or two in the yard. Are they good guards?
I was so upset. I was surprised about a hawk, as we have raccoons and skunks, but our area is so densely populated I wouldn't think a hawk would be interested. Could it be part of the fall migration?
Sunday morning, I couldn't help but walk around the neighborhood looking for my Easter Egger. I didn't find her. I went back inside the house, and I must admit I cried a little. I accept that having livestock comes with losses, but I never feel ashamed of grieving for them.
Then something miraculous happened. My fiance headed out into the yard and started yelling something about me having left the chickens out. I started to get defensive when his tone changed and he was excited. I ran out, and sure enough, there was that beautiful chicken, shining like gold in the sunlight, right outside the coop! There was a lot of chicken hugging. Our neighbors must think we're nuts.
Anyway, now all our poor hens are cooped up. We're building a small run that will have netting. Unfortunately we don't have the option of getting a rooster or a big dog. I loved watching them run all over our tiny yard. My fiance wants more chickens. He loved that Mille Fleur.
I am curious about geese. I might be able to fit a goose or two in the yard. Are they good guards?