well, the little cream legbar chick didn't make it. She just quit eating. Different from any other ill chicken I've had because she had fairly ok droppings right up to the last 12 hours or so, and then it was no droppings. She was at that critical 8-10 week age when I think congenital issues seem to peak. I wasn't able to do a necropsy - I wanted to see if I could decipher anything from her organs.
Less than a mile from me, wolves took a calf and the feds were called in. Trappers got 9 wolves, the biggest at 96 pounds. Also got two coyotes, and a silver fox. The fox was released, the others euthanized. I understand totally but am saddened anyway. Wolf howls are one of the perks of living out here.
Tomorrow I will terrorize the youngest of the flock by mowing INSIDE the run. There's gonna be some squawking and panicing and flying, but it has to be done at least a few times during the summer. I'm a little worried because the two remaining cream legbar chicks have so far refused to venture out of the run and I would prefer they were well out of the way. I've been trying to coax them out of the run for the past week but have been unsucessful, they won't even venture out into the grassy area - probably just too open.
Wow. a pack of wolves can be very dangerous to man and beast.
Too bad on the little one
