I thought that was odd. But a complete success story nonetheless!
Well, he was (Foggy--only the roosters have names that I can remember
) Everyone else seems happy enough, running around, eager to get their food, under foot, etc. Foggy has always been kind of passive. I put him in with the hens but he was getting picked on too much, so I put him back in with the mixed flock (roos, turkeys, waterfowl) where he'd been before. Then the turkey hens started in on him and also a couple other roos. So I put the poor misfits in the fenced yard in a tractor. The turks can get in there but there's no food--just the snow--so they usually don't.
I got her out and put them all in the tractor. Since then I haven't let them out.
Poor little guy. He was too kind and gentle for this world.
By the way, Kiki, I know a gal that smoked her whole life and quit using Chantix. She's in her late 50's or early 60's and it was more than a year ago. She said she wasn't bothered by people smoking around her and the only thing that got her was watching people smoke on TV
Well, he was (Foggy--only the roosters have names that I can remember
One did fly in a few days before I decided foolishly that it was a nice day and hence, time to process these extra roos. She was picking at him and he was just standing there trying to hide his little head.
On reading about coccidiosis it looks like it's an opportunistic disease. With all the trauma he's had, he would certainly qualify to be attacked by a nasty, sneaking opportunistic parasite.
I haven't. My roosters wheel off alarm calls then dive for the woods. Personally, I'm glad. They can't beat up huskies anyway.. may as well save their own skin.
Andy was there long before the rest of them hogging all the tennis balls, not that he'll ever bring them back or anything. I still miss that dog. There's just something about a golden.
That counts as a sort of self sacrifice!
