What is the chance of survival if a Pet chicken escapes into wild

[Kipper002]

Hi,
My pet chicken got out and is now in the wild with wild chickens. What is the survival rate. I've been looking for her. When I call she seems to answer, but won't come? what does this mean?

 

[cmom]

Get a fish net with a long handle.

 

[sourland]

A great deal depends upon where this 'wild' is located - food sources, temperatures, predators, breed of chicken - too many factors to give a definitive answer without more information.

 

[Kipper002]

She got away and ran into a mountain after a huge rooster chicken that looks like black copper maran came after her. The area has a stream is thick tropical plants. It is currently cold, but no snow. I'm not sure if I should let her go or keep trying to go and get her. Can wild chickens attack her?

 

[donnavee]

If you love her I think you need to try to get her. We trained ours to come running by shaking a can of scratch. It's odd that she doesn't come back to her coop to roost in the evening.

 

[bobbi-j]

Is she your only chicken? Chickens are flock animals and she's probably lonely for other birds. The wild chickens woulf most likely accept her eventually, after establishing their pecking order. If you don't have other chickens, you might want to get one or two more to keep her company, and build a run to keep them from trying to join the wild flock again.

 

[epeloquin]

Beside losing her, I personally wouldn't worry for her safety. If she went with the roo he'll watch out for her and if she isn't getting sufficient food she knows where to go.

 

[fowlsessed]

although anything is possible and she may survive to live a long life, to be honest, a predator will get her before long. Either owls, coons, possums or weasels when she is roosting or the countless daytime predators, a chicken has got little chances of survival in the wild without protection.

 

[Ole rooster]

Sad but that happens when we peoplize chickens. They want to be with their own kind just the same as we do. Something called that chicken. I had two Ring Necked Parakeets and got out of their cage I had on the front porch on a summer day some years ago. I tried all I could to get them back but the call of the wild seemed to have the best of them. Then I saw a local hawk slowly soaring just over the tree tops. They didn't seem like much to eat but I'm sure he did.

That taught me about having pet birds.