Category Archives: Chickens

This morning I gave Rusty another bath. I cleaned her the best I could but didn’t worry that she wasn’t completely clean. I wanted to get the honey off so that she can continue to clean herself in a dust … Continue reading →

I am repeating some of what I have said in the comments (sorry), but wanted to it put here for those who may not have read the comments. I put Rusty in the run at lunch time to poop and … Continue reading →

I e-mailed Terry from “The Hen Cam” for advice. She has dealt with two hens with prolapse, successfully. She said to wash her gently with water. Push the prolapse back in and smear with honey. Honey is hydrophobic and sticky … Continue reading →

I rang the vets at four thirty to see if Rusty was ready for collection as they hadn’t contacted me. I was told she was ready for collection so I went to get her. When I arrived the vet had … Continue reading →

Yesterday Rusty wanted to spend the day in the nest box. I assumed she was broody again. She had a three week break after her last broody spell and had now been laying for three weeks so it was her … Continue reading →

I was surprised to find Cinnamon on top of the shelter with Speckles. I hadn’t seen her up there before. I have seen her on top of the other shelter quite often but not on top of this one. It … Continue reading →

Yesterday when I checked on the girls Rusty and Freckles were in the nest box together. Freckles was almost sitting on top of Rusty and kept trying to flutter her head underneath her. When I went back a little later … Continue reading →

When I was shopping yesterday I saw some growing pots of greens reduced to sixty pence. I thought they would make a perfect treat for the girls. I put the pot on the patio this morning and waited to see … Continue reading →

My mum sent me two plants via my sister who visited Mum and then me. They are gazinia, one is white flame and the other is yellow flame. I had admired them in some garden photos Mum sent me and … Continue reading →

Yesterday I could tell Cinnamon wanted to lay her egg. She hangs around the patio and is more vocal when she wants to lay. Soon she was settled in her spot on the perch in the chicken shed. I heaped … Continue reading →