Aw...that's a pity. Wish I knew what the future holds for them. Hopefully more quiet and happy times together. I keep a lot of roos but so far they get along well within their flock. I have one father/son combo that's been together for a few years now and never any fights still...son still dutifully follows dads lead though. They never even look grumpy with each other...no posturing or anything between them. They seem very cooperative. Birds are such individuals and your flock seems very centered around you. For most keepers I'd just say separate them to insure one doesn't end up dead...for you I'd say you'll know if they need separated. Hopefully Stan accepts his place now and Ferdy holds no grudge.Well, it finally happened. Ferdy and Stan had a massive bust-up yesterday afternoon. I didn't see what happened to spark it off but I suspect, given Ferdy's almost horizontal nature, Stan was being a little
I went out to check on everyone at around 5 pm. The girls were clustered round the kitchen door but no sign of the boys. Normally they both come running when I call. I found Ferdy covered in blood just stood in the run and Stan huddled behind a plant pot with his head on the floor, also covered in blood.
I scooped Stan up and took him in to assess his injuries, as he looked like he'd gone ten rounds with Mike Tyson. He had his first ever bath and blow dry but apart from scuffs on his feet, his only injuries were to his comb, wattles and face. One eye was swollen shut but the eyeball is fine. I gave it a rinse with saline and put some ice on it to bring down the swelling, antiseptic cream on his wounds and gave him a few drops of nutri drops as he looked like he was going into shock. Half an hour's cuddle from DH while I dealt with Ferdy's injuries and he was tucking into his special seed blend.
Ferdy fared a bit better and had clearly been the victor but he still had a lot of comb and wattle injuries. As his feathers had turned pink from the blood, he also had a bath and blow dry. He wounds were also treated with antiseptic. Amazingly, they then both spent a couple of hours with me for t.v. and snuggles, one on each shoulder, apparently happy in each other's company!
This morning, both have very bruised faces but seem to be the best of friends again!!! They were eating their breakfast out of the same dish, right next to each other.
The girls have all crowded round Stan and made mother hen noises at him. I thought that might have triggered Ferdy, but nope, he just watched for a couple of seconds and got on with what he was doing.
I know it's probably going to happen again. I don't have enough space to separate them. DH was insistent last night that one of them has to go but I want to wait and see. I think it might just be Stan testing boundaries, as he is a teenager, and that things will settle. Am I being selfish or do you all think it'll work out?
suddenly there is a run on them. He stuck around for a bit- someone's loose pet as the pig was fat and silly- Was funny to watch the reaction of my cats as it ran around as 4 were playing in my son yard. Bounce bounce hunker stalk scatter repeat.
on the Westside. Just kidding, I'm sure I could search the Waimea River but more easy to trade a friend in Kalaheo. She loves our eggs and horse poop compost. Plus she has a terrific set up, raises really nice guppies. And I don't have to crouch cuz sometimes it hurts getting up. I just know one day I gunna get stuck.
