Has Nancy Gone Broody?

Hi there reader, low and behold as I looked out of the window down into the garden this morning, there she was, I called to her with the same sort of tone you would use after loosing a friend at a festival , ‘ Nancy!!! , there you are ‘. It was great to her well, if a little hungry.  What struck me straight away as I went out into the garden, although Nancy had returned there was no sight of any other bird, all seven were hiding, as it turned out not so much hiding, just away from Nancy, it really seemed as if she were being ignored by the others, the three newbies were down in the ginger bush,  with Nellie, the shaver most pecked by Nancy, and the other three were down in the bamboo by the edge of the creek, both groups had that look about them, you when you come into a room and the conversation stops, and everybodies pretending to just be talking about the weather.

There they were the two factions of hens in their hides, discussing Nancy, ‘ I see she’s back then! ‘ , ‘ I thought we’d seen last last of her ‘ , maybe the chicks were consouling Nellie, ‘ I know, she pecks us too, it’s not very nice, hmm ‘.  Well all their ignoring her payed off, I noticed she was starting to squeeze her way through the bamboo fence again, into Mani’s garden, so I watched her, unfortunately I had to go the post office, early closing Saturday, by the time I had wrapped the parcel, she had disappeared from sight, I look in the neighbours garden, racing her last movements, no sign. So I think she has gone broody and is laying in secret somewhere nearby, sitting patiently for eggs that will never hatch, bless her.

A Flaw in my Floor

Hi there reader, well I was thinking that all of the work being carried out in the back yard was upsetting the hens, as we have been down an egg or two each day, not so. As it happens the floor I made, from a single pallet, and hinged the bottom front of the coop to enable me to slide the floor in and out for easy cleaning, however what I didn’t think of, is not all eggs are the same size, and what had occurred was two eggs had infact slipped through the gaps, they can only of been there for 3 days at the most, because we got all the eggs on the previous days, still I gave them the floating test, to be doubly sure, so I think some adjustments will ahve to be made to the floor.

On another subject, is there anyone out there who has suggestions for hen bullying, one of the girls is constantly picked on by the others, mainly one bird ofcourse starts it then the others join in, Nancy is the Boss of the run, and today she had poor Nellie cornered against the fence, pecking at her furiously, which then made Daphne and Gloria join the afray, Nellie was helpless, liked a tired boxer caught it the corner with Mike Tyson bashing ten bells out of you, not very pleasant to watch either i might add, so I picked up a bit of bamboo, and gave Nancy a whack across the arse, she ran into the coop, an didn’t come back out til i’d gone inside, I know it’s nature’s way the pecking order and all that, but are there any ways to reduce it without seperating them?

Update on Camp Tenko

Tenko for chickens

Tenko for chickens

Well, there I was feeling pretty good about my efforts of the new run, all fenced off with 6ft high bamboo, the gate even made from bamboo, I looked over it yesterday, spotted a couple of large gaps, which i blocked with, you guess it more bamboo, but then this morning, I left the girls in the coop til 11:30, thinking they will lay in the coop, but no, i opened the door on the coop to let them out for a feed, and they all marched out, straight through the fence, they can obviously make themselves smaller when they want to, as the gaps are half the size of them, a bit like when you first put a saddle on a horse, it pushes it’s stomach out, so when you’ve tighten the strap, it can let the breathe out and the strap becomes a bit looser, clever horses.

So it looks like I have more filling to do, more bamboo, which isn’t a problem, because it’s growing as fast as i can use it, we still have a few hundred stands of it, even though I have cut down a small forest of it, ok so maybe a slight exageration there, but all good stories need a bit of artistic license.

On the subject of escapee’s, Betty the new Wyandotte chick, had a little run around the backyard today, I left the wire ajar when I was giving them fresh water, and she seized her moment for freedom, she was harder to catch than one of the shavers, like a little roadrunner, cheep cheep instead of beep beep, but very simular in the running style, She’ll safely back in the brooder now with Maria and Dororthy, no doubt telling all about the big outside, ‘ oh the lights, the lawns, the bamboo, you should have seen it’, I know I’m no the only person who thinks there chickens talk.

Betty (roadruuner) Wyandotte

Betty (roadruuner) Wyandotte