I don’t think this has ever happened to me. Today, when Addie and I went to collect the eggs, we noticed there were more than usual. A LOT more. Lo and behold we began to count….1, 2, 3, 4, 5, 6, …….12, 13, 14, 15………21, 22, 23, 24, 25, 26, 27, 28! Every single, chicken…
I have one little girl. Down the road there are four. And Sunday they all came over to play, I sent them to check the eggs and let the chickens out for their evening stroll. Almost immediately there were shrieks of terror and thundering footsteps. I knew before I heard a word the first snake…
I’ve never had a desire to incubate eggs and I honestly don’t like letting hens set a nest. It always seems to end poorly for the hatchlings. But when I found this nest in the hay, for some reason, I left it alone. A few days later I spy the mama. My funny, anti-social hen…
I have a pecker. At least one that I know of, anyone who keeps chickens has had a pecker too. It is so maddening. My advice to people with peckers is simple. Identify the guilty party and remove them from the flock before they teach their bad habits to others. My advice is easier to…
Over a year and a half ago my flock was hit with repeated raccoon attacks resulting in multiple homicides. The crime scenes continued to grow in frequency and brutality until I was reduced to less than half the flock I once enjoyed. Then one night I awoke with a funny feeling in my chest, I…
There are roosters and there are roosters. Roosters are a lot like men. Some are tall and some are short. Some are loud, others quiet. Many are bold, others meek. Some are colorful, some dull. Some protective, some just plain…chicken. Roosters can be adorable or aggressive. Some are fluffy, others are missing a few feathers. …
I have 34 Chickens. 29 Hens, 5 Roosters. And while I’d rather have only 2-3 roo’s it is okay. They seem to get along fairly well, there are no horrid cock-fights running amok. And at the end of the day they all go to roost happily together, 33 of them. The 34th, a small bantam…
Passing by the coop recently I saw some gals in the boxes performing their daily egg duties. The first hen attempted to hide behind some wisps of hay. “If I can’t see her then she can’t see me” The second hen chose the ‘pretend the lady with the camera doesn’t exist’ approach. Maybe. Its hard…
I know, I know. I’ve read all the articles about how God gave the chickens feathers and they really don’t need any help from us humans once they are grown. I’ve become well acquainted with the opinion that states heating coops does much more harm than good. And heck, I agree. But when I see…
I adore my chickens. To me they are precious and irreplaceable, kinda of like my daughter. Only I love my daughter way more. I haven’t been able to spend as much time as I would like with either one of them. As a retail slave I’ve been serving the public for 14 years, 11 of…
The Wicked Chicken 