Our hens have taken a while to get used to their new dwelling. We finally started getting a few eggs!
It is VERY “eggciting”! When I saw this beauty waiting for me one morning I felt like I was on an Easter egg hunt. Look at that beautiful color.
The variety of hens we have this time, gives us a variety of egg colors as well.
I love it.
However the chicken saga continues….. I know…I don’t like it either.
While we were out of town for a few days, I received a call. When I get a call from my neighbor like that…it usually isn’t a good thing.
Sure enough something got one of the big girls….and our baby chick.
I really hate that. The baby was just starting to get adult feathers.
When we returned, we went to check on everyone in the coop. There sat one lone chicken…..Beverly….all by herself.
I was pretty horrified since I was just expecting to have one big one and one little one gone.
Billy and I looked around outside with our flashlight and found them. They were all roosting in a cedar tree.
Needless to say I was glad to see them…but of course I worried all night about them.
Yesterday morning I checked on everyone and they were all accounted for. The girls have only laid two eggs in about 5 days. A decrease in egg production can have a lot to do with stress. I believe we can safely say that is what is happening here. Poor girls.
Around dusk I went to the coop to make sure they all got in safely. However, they aren’t feeling safe anywhere right now. I urged them to try the coop again….I coaxed them with some meal worms.
They loved the worms…but after eating them….they scooted off toward the tree.
One flew into the tree right away….the others acted as if they were having a meeting about it all….
“Ok ….do we go to the coop….or do we go for the tree again??????”
Of course I was shaking my little meal worm bucket trying to entice them to come back to the coop.
After much deliberation…Beverly decided she was taking her chance in the coop again.
She went on in and hunkered down for the night.
One by one the others started flying into the tree. All while I’m calling out…NO….NO girls…come on….lets go night, night…. shaking my worm bucket harder and harder.
Seeing that I was on the losing end of this battle….I walked to the tree.
This is Maggie Mae…she was the little chicks Mom…..I suppose I can’t blame her one bit. I am sure she is scared to death, she is the surviving one of our last batch of hens. Now she has even survived her little baby. She has been through a lot.
Here are several more…..
I noticed the last two had some difficulty getting into the tree.
One of our other neighbors drove by while I was hen watching….and said that he had seen a bobcat cross through the properties the other evening. He had also seen a big owl too over the last few days.
I thought with the last two down on the ground, maybe I could catch them before they got into the tree.
No such luck. Where there is a will there is a way. They used this fence post to stair step their way up onto a low branch.
Once Marion did it….the other one (Amy) was ready to give it a try too….
I was trying not to scare them anymore than they apparently are, so I didn’t attempt to go after them. My other thought was that if I scared them they might go completely over the fence. Then I would be chasing them all over the neighborhood. At least if they were in the tree…I would know where they were.
Amy seemed to have the hardest time getting up onto the fence post. I was pretty sure she was going to forego the tree and stay there for the night. I headed to the fishpond to retrieve my net. When I came back…sure enough there she was still sitting on that barbed wire. I tried placing the net over her….but I wasn’t quick enough….down she came. She made all kinds of racket while I chased her all over the yard with my net. I wan’t able to get her….but I did hem her in so she had nowhere to go but inside the coop.
WHEW!!!! That was a lot of work.
Beverly looked at us as if to say….REALLY guys…I’m trying to sleep.
I quickly closed the coop and was glad that I had at least two of the girls safe for the night.
This morning….I checked on everyone.
Bad news for Marion…..something chased her inside the fence and took her through the woods.
All the other girls are accounted for. I am emotionally worn out over these poor hens….it just breaks my heart.
Oh, I try to be a big girl and get over it….but I don’t like it one bit.
I passed the ducks this morning on my way to the coop. They were resting in our front yard. It looks like there has been a pillow fight in the yard where their downy feathers lay. Yet nothing ever seems to bother them.
I’m really glad that nothing does bother them…..I just don’t understand it.
Why do my little hens have so much trouble?
Hopefully….. tonight I will be able to get them all inside the coop…..safe and sound.




















































































