Mutiny on the Prairie - pics

Discussion in 'Random Ramblings' started by FrontPorchIndiana, Jul 5, 2008.

  1. FrontPorchIndiana

    FrontPorchIndiana Songster

    Mar 8, 2008
    It started out like any other day, this Forth of July did. Aye, but little be it known the adventures that awaited us. Some of you know the story about my Dad ordering chickens just before he passed away. And how we got started on this whole chicken escapade to begin with. If not you need to go read about it here .

    Well, with the hen house finally finished I decided earlier in the week it was time to contact my Aunt and Uncle and arrange to pick up the remaining chickens. I didn't know how many they had, what breeds they were or whether they were hens or roosters. I just knew that they were Dad's chickens or at least the descendants of his birds.

    We arrived home late Thursday night to a message on the machine from my Uncle saying they had the chickens ready to go. He had "five big ones and four little ones". I started to worry that I might not have enough room for them all, but we took off Friday morning to go fetch them.

    My other Aunt had loaned us an antique chicken crate to carry them home in and my Uncle had the birds packed up and ready to go by the time we arrived. Then he also had a cardboard box with SIX not four baby chicks in it. I was shocked, I had thought he was talking about the bird's size when he said "little" not babies! We loaded them up babies and all and headed home. This is where the fun began.

    It seems these are not your average domestic chickens. Nope, these are wild, free-range rapscallions. They're bantams, that can fly WAY better than our standard chickens. When we opened that crate they came flying out like fireworks! We had to take cover outside the pen leaving the crate and whatever else got in our way behind. After a few minutes, once my heart was no longer pounding out of my chest, I decided to go back in and get it. This is when I realized these chickens have some pretty cunning street smarts. You leave a tiny little gap in the temporary fencing and they WILL find it and fly out. Luckily they only few out into the other part of the run. My DH tried to catch one and it few out of THAT pen into another one.

    Somewhere around this time I'd gone into the house for body armor and while trying to exit the building the dogs, who had been watching the fiasco from the back porch, knocked me to the ground and escaped. There were birds panicking, dogs barking and jumping, feathers flying, fur raised and not a leash to be found. Finally, I managed to dig one out of the bottom of the kid's outdoor toy box, got the big dog and dragged him back to the house and locked him in the pantry while the engineer wrangled the little dog.

    The mutiny continued for a time. Those little suckers are FAST. In an odd twist of luck the blimey buccaneers eventually flew back where they belonged. We reinforced that temporary fence so fast it would have made your head spin had you been here. It now resembles a stockade and neither of us are going back in until they run completely out of food and water. [​IMG]

    Meet Blackbeard,

    One-eyed Calico Jack (with his good eye showing)

    The Wenches

    and the Scallywags.

    The scallywags are indoors in a brooder where I hope to teach them some more refined chicken behavior than their parents can provide. Today the pirates are settling down and accepting their sentence to the brig. They even left us a bribe. Our first little blue egg.

  2. etztaylor

    etztaylor In the Brooder

    Apr 27, 2008
    What a great story...
    I hope when I go that my granddaughter remembers all the good times we have shared with my chickens.
  3. speckledhen

    speckledhen Intentional Solitude

    Love that story! And I love the names-wenches and scallywags, LOL.
  4. chicken_boy_Kurt

    chicken_boy_Kurt Songster

    Mar 20, 2008
    I love the story, pics, names, and the chickens. Do you really think they would get out if you even entered?
  5. WriterofWords

    WriterofWords Has Fainting Chickens

    Dec 25, 2007
    Chaparral, New Mexico
    I have to say, Blackbeard does look a bit evil!
  6. FrontPorchIndiana

    FrontPorchIndiana Songster

    Mar 8, 2008
    Quote:ABSOLUTELY! This is going to be interesting. [​IMG]
  7. The Chicken Lady

    The Chicken Lady Moderator

    Apr 21, 2008
    West Michigan
    Yarrrr! After a day like that'un, ya best be treatin' yerself wit' a big bottle o' rum!

    "Drink up, me hearties, yo ho!" [​IMG]
  8. EweSheep

    EweSheep Flock Mistress

    Jan 12, 2007
    Land of Lincoln
  9. Sugar Sand Farm

    Sugar Sand Farm Songster

    Apr 24, 2007
    North Florida
    We had a similar thing happen to us. DH's friend could no longer take care of his banties. He had 12. 6 roos and 6 hens. We got them home and put them into a new pen and wham they escaped found little holes in the chicken wire and were gone. DH tried to find them but we live adjacent to a wooded area and plowing through the woods with a fishing net just doesnt cut it. We finally gave up and decided that we would retry the next morning. low and behold they came back at roosting time. The next day DH put up another fence making their inclosure over 8 foot high. Before we could get the netting up they flew the coop. tried to catch them but couldn't. That night they came back again. We finally gave up and decided they could freerange if they wanted to. Then all of the hens went broodie. We now have 10 babies in the main coop one of the hens who we thought disappeared decided to nest in the goat pen. She has 6 little biddies running around with the goats. Its so funny when she attacks a goat that gets to close lol The hens can be mean little monsters when they are protecting their babies. At least with the momas raising them I didnt have to bring them inside as i was brooding 58 in the house. man can they go through chick starter!!!!
  10. ivan3

    ivan3 spurredon

    Jan 27, 2007
    A swashbuckling yarn, from the galley hatched! [​IMG]

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