but successful! Out of 30 chickens (29 hens, one roo), I had 3 persistent escapees who flew over the 5 foot fence surrounding their yard. They have plenty of room, but seem to want to go into the woods, or my neighbor's property, or (eek) my garden.
All was well until this spring when it was time to plant. After having the run of the garden (which is next to the chicken yard) all fall and winter, they were not about to give it up. I HAD to get my seeds in the ground, so......it was time to do the evil deed. I've never done it because I never had any that were so determined to get out until these Speckled Sussex started the trend, joined by one Black Australorp.
I caught Blackie in the garden by cornering her and took her in the workshop and clipped both wings. She was easy to catch and not panicky. The Speckles were not so easy. Not used to being handled and flighty as heck. With no one to help me, I had my hands full needless to say. I waited an hour after they went in to roost, so that they could be really sound asleep. Holding a small flashlight in my mouth (not having a miner's hat) I snatched them off the roost at night and clipped. There was much squawking, flapping, screaming like they were being killed. Drama queens, every one of them. Rooster clucked in sympathy, but really wanted them to shut up so he could sleep.
Got three the first night. Next day two were out again. Tried to memorize their tail feather patterns and head markings. That night grabbed three more off the roost, one at a time. One was already clipped. Did the other two, and YAY! Next day no one was out. Got my seeds in and all is well. Huge sigh of relief. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to have a garden at all.
All was well until this spring when it was time to plant. After having the run of the garden (which is next to the chicken yard) all fall and winter, they were not about to give it up. I HAD to get my seeds in the ground, so......it was time to do the evil deed. I've never done it because I never had any that were so determined to get out until these Speckled Sussex started the trend, joined by one Black Australorp.
I caught Blackie in the garden by cornering her and took her in the workshop and clipped both wings. She was easy to catch and not panicky. The Speckles were not so easy. Not used to being handled and flighty as heck. With no one to help me, I had my hands full needless to say. I waited an hour after they went in to roost, so that they could be really sound asleep. Holding a small flashlight in my mouth (not having a miner's hat) I snatched them off the roost at night and clipped. There was much squawking, flapping, screaming like they were being killed. Drama queens, every one of them. Rooster clucked in sympathy, but really wanted them to shut up so he could sleep.
Got three the first night. Next day two were out again. Tried to memorize their tail feather patterns and head markings. That night grabbed three more off the roost, one at a time. One was already clipped. Did the other two, and YAY! Next day no one was out. Got my seeds in and all is well. Huge sigh of relief. I was afraid I wouldn't be able to have a garden at all.
