@chooks4life you make it sound so civilised.
I'm pretty sure the escourting of the son to the boundary of the parental property involves violent encouragement. It's a nice picture though.
I totally agree with how livestock are viewed and my long term plan is to move somewhere I have a bit more elbow room. I don't plan on having any livestock other than chooks, I just need space even if it's not quieter because of noisy animals. : ) I look forward to being able to plant very large growing trees.
@ChickyChickens it's been fairly quiet. Hedwig started laying again yesterday so that is the end of all broodiness, hopefully for a while.
I also had my first egg stolen this morning. I collected two eggs between doing the various morning chook chores and left them on the patio table. When I arrived home after doing the school run, I went outside to retrieve my breakfast only to find that there was one egg there. My suspicions on the species of culprit were confirmed when a crow flew over and walked all over the patio table looking for the egg it left behind. Lesson learned.
The chicks are getting used to being handled. For some reason they find it easier to climb the ladder, go through the tunnel into the coop, walk down a ladder, jump onto the bottom half of the stable door (from half way down the ladder where they can see straight outside) and fly out than go out of the run door. I think it's because the step into the run has wire mesh in the middle that they can see through so they can only go straight. However, the trip through the coop only involves travelling forward rather than looking above something they can see through. I might block the mesh and see if there is any merit to my theory. When I get them back into the coop I always take them through the run door. It has taken ages for only a few chicks to learn to jump up and go in by themselves. The rest get picked up and put back into the run. They now 'let' me catch them, but squeak anyway as if they weren't waiting to be helped in.