Came home to find out that a fox came calling for breakfast this morning. Ma said it snuck around the big philidawndra plant the chickens use for cover. Said it looked like a red fox.
The chickens hide under that plant from areal predators and during the summer it provides great shade. They use it like a nursery when they start bring out chicks from the coop to the main yard. Unfortunately it is not fox proof.
I counted and checked to see who was here and who was missing as there was a patch of white fluffy down feathers in front of the goat pen. Look like it came from Cloud, splash wyandotte rooster. He is still ok and still has a tone of feathers. However, he kept going to that spot this evening.
Ma said the goats were walking around real scittish, shoulder to shoulder until they were sure the fox had actually gone. The chickens kept running in one big circle screaming their heads off. Poor things.
Much to my sadness I notice sweet, dingy, little Rita is no longer among the flock.
She was the smallest of my Silkie hens and would space out the most. Her poof was trimmed to where she could see; however, she would still just stop and space out.
Rita was the last of the very first batch of hatching eggs that I hatched using a brooder. She was a good little momma and even adopted Lola the peahen.
Now we got to come up with a plan to get rid of a fox that has discovered our place as a chicken buffet. Don't want to loose any more of my girls.
Below is a picture of her before her poof trim.
I counted and checked to see who was here and who was missing as there was a patch of white fluffy down feathers in front of the goat pen. Look like it came from Cloud, splash wyandotte rooster. He is still ok and still has a tone of feathers. However, he kept going to that spot this evening.
Ma said the goats were walking around real scittish, shoulder to shoulder until they were sure the fox had actually gone. The chickens kept running in one big circle screaming their heads off. Poor things.
Much to my sadness I notice sweet, dingy, little Rita is no longer among the flock.
Rita was the last of the very first batch of hatching eggs that I hatched using a brooder. She was a good little momma and even adopted Lola the peahen.
Now we got to come up with a plan to get rid of a fox that has discovered our place as a chicken buffet. Don't want to loose any more of my girls.
Below is a picture of her before her poof trim.