It is 11:35 p.m. and hubby & I just came in from moving our brooder. It was right up against the side of the house, which is lucky because we heard the dog(s) trying to tear into it. The first time we heard it, about 9:30, John went out and the dogs ran to the back part of the yard (we have an acre or so fenced in) where the woods are. There were three of them. I think they are strays.
We had to wait for them to come back. I heard them again and ran out with a fire poker. I went out through a different door so they would run out the gate they had pushed open instead of back into the woods. They went out as far as I know. I heard them, but didn't see. And they'd pushed the gate open going the other way, so I know at least one of them went out. I didn't see or hear any sign of the others.
I was pretty proud of how my little brooder held up, but didn't have faith in it to last the night if the dogs come back (which of course they will.) I could see signs where the dogs (looked like a big blood hound, a rottie mix and another big mutt) had been digging around it. If they had all night, they would have gotten in.
So, we put the five pullets in a bucket and laid a lid over the top. Then moved the brooder to the inside of the chicken yard and put the pullets back in. They are about two - two and a half months old. We can't let them run free in the chicken yard yet because they can get out through the wire. It is actually a chain-link dog kennel.
I figured it if was built to keep dogs in, it should keep dogs out. Fortunately (or not) we don't have a problem with smaller predators, such as raccoons because the dogs take care of them. It's got weld wire covering the top to keep hawks out and chickens in.
John wants to get a gun. Only neither of us know anything about guns. He says he could shoot a dog if it was destroying our property. I don't think *I* could.
Hmm... I could bludgeon one with a fire poke, but not shoot it. pscht... I don't know. We are out in the country so there are no leash laws, but I'm sure I'd be within my rights to shoot predators.
Sorry for the ramble. I am so keyed up I can't sleep. I SHOULD be sleeping cause I have to work in the morning. but I'm afraid I'm going to wake up with no chickens. meh
Cassandra
We had to wait for them to come back. I heard them again and ran out with a fire poker. I went out through a different door so they would run out the gate they had pushed open instead of back into the woods. They went out as far as I know. I heard them, but didn't see. And they'd pushed the gate open going the other way, so I know at least one of them went out. I didn't see or hear any sign of the others.
I was pretty proud of how my little brooder held up, but didn't have faith in it to last the night if the dogs come back (which of course they will.) I could see signs where the dogs (looked like a big blood hound, a rottie mix and another big mutt) had been digging around it. If they had all night, they would have gotten in.
So, we put the five pullets in a bucket and laid a lid over the top. Then moved the brooder to the inside of the chicken yard and put the pullets back in. They are about two - two and a half months old. We can't let them run free in the chicken yard yet because they can get out through the wire. It is actually a chain-link dog kennel.
I figured it if was built to keep dogs in, it should keep dogs out. Fortunately (or not) we don't have a problem with smaller predators, such as raccoons because the dogs take care of them. It's got weld wire covering the top to keep hawks out and chickens in.
John wants to get a gun. Only neither of us know anything about guns. He says he could shoot a dog if it was destroying our property. I don't think *I* could.
Hmm... I could bludgeon one with a fire poke, but not shoot it. pscht... I don't know. We are out in the country so there are no leash laws, but I'm sure I'd be within my rights to shoot predators.
Sorry for the ramble. I am so keyed up I can't sleep. I SHOULD be sleeping cause I have to work in the morning. but I'm afraid I'm going to wake up with no chickens. meh
Cassandra