Category Archives: Chickens

We have been ridiculously busy and I haven’t had time to blog. We did an afternoon tea on our vintage crockery for a hundred and fifty on Thursday for a school speech day. It took up the entire day and … Continue reading →

It was with a heavy heart that I closed the nest boxes last night. I felt so sorry for Pebbles being left without Caramel but I knew that she would now have to learn where to go at bedtime. At … Continue reading →

I can’t believe I am writing this after yesterday’s post. I am heartbroken to have to say that Caramel has gone. This morning as usual I poop picked the chicken shed at first light with Caramel beside me. I then … Continue reading →

This little girl has given me several scares since I have been caring for her, but goodness me, she has wrapped herself around my heart. The first heart stopping moments were going out into the run first thing in the … Continue reading →

As usual when I went out at first light Caramel was still in the chicken shed. I left her in with me while I poop picked and then bought her in for her meds. I left her in the cat … Continue reading →

I went out at seven o’clock this morning and once again my heart missed a beat when I saw all the girls except Caramel. I found her in the shed looking around as if she was unsure how to get … Continue reading →

We had a wild storm last night. From three o’clock until about half past five there was constant thunder and lightening and lashing rain. The thunder rolled around our valley sometimes almost overhead and sometimes miles away. We couldn’t sleep … Continue reading →

This morning I gave Caramel her antibiotic and her painkiller to her beak then gave her some sugar water to her beak. I took her to the vets at nine o’clock for her check up and the vet sluiced her … Continue reading →

I am going to update even though I know I have covered a lot of this in the comments but I want to give the full story. Yesterday we had our busiest day for a long time and I felt … Continue reading →

Much to my surprise after one night of steering the little girls towards the pop hole they have got the hang of it. I now realise that by putting them in I was confusing them because they didn’t know how … Continue reading →