It’s been a beautiful but busy weekend. I’ve done more calls with my two fire companies in the past 2 days than I did all week on duty. Sometimes it happens.
I’ve been slightly neglecting the chickens, but I took time to feed and water before running off this morning. We have four chicken coops, designated Alpha through Delta. Alpha is a large shed and was the primary coop for years. This spring Alpha was replaced by Bravo. Alpha is now storage and space for ‘special needs’ birds.
As I approached the coops I noted that the door to Alpha was unlatched and partially open. We’ve done battle with fox and raccoons for years, so this was a very bad sign.
I opened the door slowly and was greeted by a flurry of feathers.
*dammit*
Then I opened the door the rest of the way. There was a large pile of fox scat in the direct center of the coop. My three broody hens all sat on their nests in the corner, happy & unharmed if missing a few feathers.
Remember folks, chickens are the closest living relatives of dinosaurs. Mine are apparently Velociraptors.
I do wonder what they did with the fox. . .
Notes from Mosquito Hill 