I think i've mentioned that i have had problems with raccoons and *gulp* a cougar in my yard. Most of my chickens have been killed. The raccoons going so far as chewing their way into the chicken house one night.
I have three chickens left who have gone completely wild. They won't go near the coop, instead roosring high up in the trees every night.
I've been holding my breath over the last few days because stanley, our old english bantam rooster, has been missing. He was one of the first chickens i had and the only one to really become a pet.
The kids carried him around, took him down the slide and fed him special treats. He would follow us around outside, alongside the dogs, a member of the family.
But, he's gone. And i'm sad about it. Silly being sad about a rooster. Probably it's the total loss of all my chickens that saddens me more.
I'm going to wait until the spring to get anymore.
Posted by Jess at 04:22 PM Permalink
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I'm sorry to hear about your rooster & chickens. It's very sad.
I grew up in a small town and we used to have chickens in a large coop in our backyard. My mom came home from work one day seeing a chicken terrified running down the road. She came to our backyard full of slaughtered chickens, obviously done by a neighbour's dog. What was the most disturbing was that the door to the coop was propped open by a stick, obviously put there by some person, probably the owner of the dog. The one chicken lived in our basement for the winter. We didn't get any more chickens after that.
Sorry. What a terrible story and way to introduce myself to you & your blog.
I found your blog about a week ago and am really enjoying reading it. I just want to say thanks for writing so honestly about both the beauty and pain. Take care.
Posted by m | November 7, 2006 05:39 PM