What was THAT all about??

[I have WHAT in my yard?]

As many of you know. I am sick. Like decide soon if I should be culled sick!


But, DH was at work and at 5:30 I hear all this racket from the coop. It sounds to me like the "I'm laying an egg" noise. AT least that is what I think that pattern bawk is. But, the light in the coop is still off and it's an hour and a half from sunrise! Then the whole flock gets going!

SO, I tear down stairs. I call the dog to scare off whatever could be attacking my flock. I put on snow boots, wrap myself in DHs fleece jacket and grab a flashlight. Stupid dog spots some deer and takes off in the wrong direction! SO I check the coop and sure enough they're all wide awake and one is standing in front of the nesting box buc buc buc buc bagawk buc buc buc. at the top of her lungs!! No egg.


Ten minutes later they're all settled down and quiet. By 7AM I went and looked, and sure enough, there was an egg.

Would she lay before sunrise? Would the whole flock get up to support her, or were they yelling at her to lay it and go back to sleep already? What was THAT all about??

 

[Farmer Kitty]

Yes, they can lay before sunrise. I had to add a nightlight in my coop because I was finding eggs laid, outside the nestboxes at 4:30 a.m., because it was to dark to see anything.

What all the commotion was about? Hard to say. Sometimes mine carryon and when I go check alls okay. It's probably a case of some squabble or another-just like children.

I'm not sure what your sick with but, I sure hope you get better soon.

 

[flakey chick]

She probably just really had to go. The others were telling her to shut the cluck up and go back to bed.

 

[swtangel321]

LOL !!! It sounds like a comedy show in your chicken coop

 

[wegotchickens]

Maybe she realized she needed to lay, and someone was in 'her' nesting box. So a fight started, everyone got bumped out of bed and had to fuss at the trouble-maker.

 

[Mahonri]

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[Guinea Goonie]

Walked into the barn yesterday to a balking hen. I looked into the office (those little turds are not suppose to be in there) and there was a hen with an egg on a tee shirt I keep for those (clear throat) little suprises one gets while walking through the barn.

I piked up the egg and went on about my business. I left the barn to a balking hen and I could hear her haggle half way down to the house.

Some are ever so proud of themselves.

 

[gretchenhau]

Getting mine to lay eggs in the boxes would be a great gift, They prefer the floor in the corner next to the boxes so the eggs freeze and I can't find them without rooting around.