The cheek coop
Crowing
It is with a sad and heavy heart we bid farewell to 2 of our beloved ladies tonight.
Tonight around 8:30 pm I was about to leave home when a dog ran across our backyard with a pleased look on his face. I immediately began looking for my hens but couldn’t find them. I assumed they had gone into the hen house to take shelter but upon inspection of the hen house there were no hens inside. As I was walking back around the house I seen the dog walking through my neighbors yard with one of our hens in its mouth. I yelled at the dog and it dropped the hen. I ran to her and she was still alive, thankfully. I picked her up and began walking with my neighbor looking for the other 4 hens. That’s when we found the first of the fatalities. It was our golden comet, Lucy. Then we found one of the Americanas, Elsie, ripped to shreds in the corner of the run. I had opened the door to the run earlier in the day to let them free range, per our usual and hadn’t put them back in for the night yet. We thankfully found our other 2 hens. One with missing feathers and the other about 25’ up a tree. The injured hen had external bite marks we treated with antiseptic. However since it was getting darker she was very lethargic so it was hard to determine the extent of her injuries. I did place her in the hen house and she drank water and flew to the roost. Fingers crossed and prayers sent up she will be ok.
This is our first loss to predators and will cease from allowing our hens to free range. Our run is sufficient space for them to roam.
Goodbye Elsie and Lucy you will be missed.
Tonight around 8:30 pm I was about to leave home when a dog ran across our backyard with a pleased look on his face. I immediately began looking for my hens but couldn’t find them. I assumed they had gone into the hen house to take shelter but upon inspection of the hen house there were no hens inside. As I was walking back around the house I seen the dog walking through my neighbors yard with one of our hens in its mouth. I yelled at the dog and it dropped the hen. I ran to her and she was still alive, thankfully. I picked her up and began walking with my neighbor looking for the other 4 hens. That’s when we found the first of the fatalities. It was our golden comet, Lucy. Then we found one of the Americanas, Elsie, ripped to shreds in the corner of the run. I had opened the door to the run earlier in the day to let them free range, per our usual and hadn’t put them back in for the night yet. We thankfully found our other 2 hens. One with missing feathers and the other about 25’ up a tree. The injured hen had external bite marks we treated with antiseptic. However since it was getting darker she was very lethargic so it was hard to determine the extent of her injuries. I did place her in the hen house and she drank water and flew to the roost. Fingers crossed and prayers sent up she will be ok.
This is our first loss to predators and will cease from allowing our hens to free range. Our run is sufficient space for them to roam.
Goodbye Elsie and Lucy you will be missed.