Shadrach's Ex Battery and Rescued chickens thread.

[Mother of Chaos]

I have a tray I can set out, hopefully they won't be offended by a turkey roasting tray...

I wanted to name our Buff Orpington “Butterball” until the family shouted me down.

 

[HiEverybirdy]

Rechargeable camping fans are nice for hot days. These days even cheap ones are waterproof, have a light and timer, and hold a charge for a long time.

It took most of the chickens a minute to understand the purpose of fans, but now they seem to appreciate them in a nonchalant kind of way. They'll find something to peck at in front of the fan or simply stand with their bums to the breeze.

 

[no fly zone]

I had a box fan in the coop that would be plugged in all summer long. Those FL summers were toasty.

 

[SimpleJenn]

I wanted to name our Buff Orpington “Butterball” until the family shouted me down.

It's tradition to have a "butterbird" here for buffs!

 

[Shadrach]

Three hours today. Some morning rain but it stayed dry while I was at the field.
Fret is not a happy hen at the moment. I don't think she's sick, just not her usual self. There are definite signs that she's missing Henry and not be allowed to sit on eggs isn't helping. Tull and Sylph in particular are showing signs of concern at Fret's current condition. I've saw Tull crouch for Fret this afternoon. Fret gave Tull a gentle peck and that was it. I caught Fret to examine her on my lap. She hasn't eaten enough over the past couple of days even though she's not laying eggs. Sylph jumped up as well and Tull would have should there have been room.
In short, the behaviour I've been observing isn't what I expect from a balanced and content tribe.

One of my main joys with the field chickens was doing the weeding and digging with Henry and was just Henry, not the group hoping I would dig something up. I used to weed just to have Henry working alongside even if his enthusiasm was often short lived. Someone mentioned to me that my plot wasn't anything like as tidy and productive as last year. I told them it was because Henry wasn't here to help. I got a very strange look.
The other thing of curse is I don't think we would be having any of the current odd behaviour. Fret would still be able to stick her head under Henry's arse when she had a bout of insecurity. Tull and Sylph would be crouching for him rather than looking for a substitute and I would get more weeding done.
Maybe some of you have experienced the same. I found it very humbling in a pleasant way to have a grown rooster digging along side me. What can I write? Having a sentimental day?