It appears we now have a heron-in-residence:
Herons eat cute little fluffy ducklings. They do it tactlessly, in front of someone feeding the ducks… (Not me; I arrived on the tow-path to the hysterics but not the Fell Deed.)
We’ve been watching out for that; both Sammy and Tig are now too big to be at risk. Herons will also take mice and rats, which we’re quite happy to encourage
A heron would definitely think twice!
TBH I’m not sure they’re equipped to think even once
Rather a fine Baz, too
Gawds - I have been more neglectful than That Josh and, had that poultry been mine it wad be deid.
I have booked accommodation, for February, so that a visit to Peebles Poultry Show will be possible. Really looking forward to it!
I lurve young Tig.
Trouble is I suspect he’s the culprit behind a spate of broken eggs—the way he’s lurking outside the coop is certainly suggestive. I’ve not seen an egg—or the remains—in the main coop for a while, which leads me to think the girls are laying out somewhere. Something Will Have To Be Done…
This fills me with foreboding, joe…
Fear not—I’m not talking about anything drastic, just making the chooks and their eggs more secure. Will probably have to build on runs so that they can scratch around in safety. There’s always a risk from predators when they free-range.
Any chook news, joe?
Remiss of me, I admit, but I’ve been rather busy…
Generally all quiet. Quiet is good; when things get noisy it usually means trouble. All wet and miserable out there at the moment; will get a few pics if it brightens up.
Yes - you’ve had a very busy time ovvit, joe. I can wait for pics
Oops - I have been reminded to let others join in the conversation.
And it’s taken until now for me to do so!
Time for a quick “That was then…This is now” session, methinks.
25 August Bella & Tiger Lily (aka Tig)
I’m sure you remember Sam, pictured here with proud mammy Millie on 8 August:
And now meet Miss Sammy Hannah* (a single name just didn’t do her justice):
Jules, who you’ll recall we nearly lost after a dog attack, has a very distinctive crown - more of a tiara, really:
We were delighted when she started laying again, because it meant she was recovering from the ordeal. We now have an inkling that the recovery might have been quicker than we knew. Take a close look at Tig…
And the reason for this sudden burst of news on the chooks’ progress? Simple—Soo decided we weren’t paying them enough attention:
*And no, the person who named her has no idea of the TA connections!
Do you ever get the feeling that their sights are set on world domination, or at least huddling round the stove in the kitchen?
Both—they’d be quite happy to huddle round the stove, plotting…
Thank you so much for taking a peek at those chooks, joe. You have made me smile inna loud fashion!