What does this look like, Knotts Berry Farm? Do you think I run the Chicken Dinner Restaurant here or something?
Yesterday one of my chicks was missing. That brought me down to four. How did I get down to five, you ask? Well, seems I had a dog that thought chicken dinner sounded good. I found Tait with three chicks laying at her side and the fourth in her mouth. Not good.
I moved the chicks in with the rabbits. I had just given away most of my laying hens, so everyone was bunking together. Yesterday morning I got up to find one of my chicks with a feather in his mouth. I counted heads…1, 2, 3, 4…where was five? Oh, there’s 5…he’s on top of the hen house, dead.
So I’ve got a predator. A raccoon, from the looks of it. They tend to only eat until their dinner is dead. Disgusting, eh? I don’t see where he got in, and forget the mental note I made regarding having City Boy come out to take a look. A forgetful moment I regret this morning, as three more chicks are missing. Obviously, the predators have mistaken me for a fast food chicken joint…
On my way out I spotted a hawk. We’ve had hawk problems in the past, but it’s been awhile. The last one that made it’s way into the chicken coop regretted it. He couldn’t figure out how he got in, and neither could we, to be honest, but watching him try to get out proved to be quite entertaining!
From the looks of things, Darling’s not the only vampire around here!