The Front Porch Swing

[pysankigirl]

We lost a Blue Maran yesterday while we were at work. feathers all over the driveway.

I moved the trap up to that area and will put out tunafish tonight.
wish the girls would stay in the safe area. thnking about placing another order with premier. I wish I had sprung for the fencing with the tighter openings from the start. but that was before I had chickens. hindsight:20/20

 

[TNBEARCHICK]

So sorry, its horrible to lose chickens. Its also so hard to predict your needs.

 

[flocksalot]

We lost a Blue Maran yesterday while we were at work. feathers all over the driveway.

I moved the trap up to that area and will put out tunafish tonight. wish the girls would stay in the safe area. thnking about placing another order with premier. I wish I had sprung for the fencing with the tighter openings from the start. but that was before I had chickens. hindsight:20/20

Ain't that the truth! I'm always thinking I wish this and I shoulda that.....

 

[mzstre]

Sorry, pysanki. I hope you trap whatever is getting your girls!

 

[krazykat0373]

sorry sanki....I hate losing a bird.

 

[MADZ of Animal]

And if you catch it, murder it. Even if it's your neighbor's cat, or whatever.

 

[flocksalot]

Psanky's too sweet and soft hearted to do that I think. She's a lover or all things. Me on the other hand only loves my animals. Oh and the cute ones too....darn it!

 

[MADZ of Animal]

Well, your out of luck then. I would kill the culprit with my bare hands, or maybe with an umbrella. I killed a snake that way.

 

[krazykat0373]

Well, your out of luck then. I would kill the culprit with my bare hands, or maybe with an umbrella. I killed a snake that way.

lol...the visual is great, see some crazy lady beating a snake to death with an umbrella

 

[smccuen]

Quote: Ha. My oldest sister clobbered a rattlesnake with a log once. It was the only one we ever came across on that property. And when my father was in his early 80s I was mowing the steep bank in front of the barn and came upon a copperhead coiled against the base of the tree. I went to the house to get Daddy and he came out there, moving slowly. He stood there on the sloping bank looking at the snake a few moments then reached down and picked up a sturdy chunk of a limb that had fallen. He's left handed, always strong but not athletic and though he was an old-fashioned family doctor, housecalls and all, he'd come home and split wood and tend to his property and animals. He shifted his feet a little to get the right angle and held very still for a few seconds. Then he smacked that snake in the head so fast it took my breath away. Smashed its head right against the trunk of that tree. One blow was all it took. And the snake's only movement after that was a slow drift of its head to the ground. Daddy scooped it up on the stick, walked a little ways and flung it into the woods. Then he went back into the house.