- Apr 9, 2011
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We let the chickens out late in the afternoon today. A pair of deer was foraging in our yard, not caring about the three of us milling about near the house. The chickens weren't quite sure what to think. Pudge marched right up to the closest one and stood a few feet away from it. I think she was trying to stare it down.![]()
I went to town for some groceries and received a call a short time later. They put the chickens in the pen early because mom noticed a cougar stalking the deer. So now I have to worry about two kinds of hawks, owls, coyotes, and cougars. Sometimes I envy you city-folk.![]()
I'm a city folk owner of three former free-ranging chickens... no thanks to a pair of Bald Eagles, and some other unidentified predatory bird. My next door-neighbor's chicken was taken a few years back by a coyote, so we know those are around here, too. Cougars are, as well - police have come through and informed us to be wary of them when they are spotted in the area. City folk are not immune to wildlife. Heck, there's a raccoon living in the tree in my Cul-de-sac.![]()
A couple of years ago, a bear was spotted just a few blocks from me.
That reminds me, we have a bear too.![]()
When I was looking for the white heifer a week ago, I found the traditional single bear scat full of blackberry and apple seeds right up top of the hill, where I've found one nearly every October for most of the time we've lived here; I suspect we have a very old, very canny, single resident bear who moves up and down the spur line from the lake to the Nisqually and makes a point of avoiding humans. We've had single young bears show up every time there's a big construction project, and random cougars, but the ones who are agressive toward humans or domestic animals don't last long enough to create much problem.
It's the big advantage of being surrounded by denser development: anything that gets to me has learned to avoid people or die.