Carol's Chickens

Every morning when I poop pick the chicken shed the three little girls keep me company. They spend the time that I am in there scratching and pecking at the shavings. I have to be very careful where I put my feet and if they scratch shavings on to my boots they peck at my boots.

As soon as I have finished and leave the shed they follow me out and go about their day.

The little girls always keep me company in the mornings

You can see my pot and disposable glove in the background, I had just finished picking up when I stopped to take a few photos.

I don’t know why they like scratching in the shavings

There was some mash left from the day before so I put it in the store cabinet overnight and put it back on the patio when I had finished picking up in the shed.

Brave little girls to eat from the dish at the same time as Peaches

Rusty and Freckles share the mash with Peaches

I was surprised to see Peaches and the two little girls sharing the mash. They usually have to wait their turn when the bigger girls have moved away and this is the first time I have seen both sized girls at the same dish. Progress! The flock do seem more united these days which good to see.

This morning was the first hard frost this winter. It was -2 degrees which isn’t extreme by any means but cold enough to freeze the water in the bird bath. The chicken’s water dishes are sheltered so only freeze when the temperature gets quite a bit lower than this.

The chicken’s water bottles had frozen though and I think that I may take them away and ween the little girls off of them. They do drink from the water dishes too so should soon get used to just having those. I think this will be better in winter when the bottles will freeze much more easily.

Frozen bird bath

Frozen water bottle but not the water dish

The garden looked pretty in the frost.

The cabin roof and the rose

Shrubs

Frosty umbrella in the sunshine

rosemary

Fern

Tall grass against a blue sky

Sedum

I thought the sedums were the prettiest of all as every individual petal was outlined in white frost.

The same sedum later in the day

The girls all perch up when the ground is cold.

Little girls perching together and all fluffed up

Bigger girls perching together just before Emerald joined them

Emerald was busy in a dust bath but joined them a few minutes later.

Little girls

All the girls perching

Bigger girls above and little girls below

I love how the flock are together even though they are on two levels. They are together but still in their two groups. I like that even though they choose to be in two groups they do all gather together. They are a proper little flock.

We think that the little girls can probably be trusted to take shelter on the patio area if the weather is really cold so we decided it would be a good idea to reinstate a perch on the patio area.

At the moment the little girls sit on the little coop roof and we thought it would be better if they had a perch. The previous perch got moved when we needed another perch in the chicken shed.

We still had some spare brackets in the shed and we collected some twigs from the woods for another project (a future post) so I picked a suitable sized branch to make them a perch.

I tried Rusty on the new perch

I added freckles to the new perch

I showed Pebbles the new perch

The bigger girls inspected the new perch

If there is one thing you can say about chickens, it is that they are nosy. My husband had an audience of the bigger girls while he was putting the perch up. They just have to know what is going on and they must inspect anything new.

I think if the weather was really cold I could hook open the chicken shed door and the little girls could take shelter on the patio area or in the shed. If the door was hooked open and it was light in there they may go in although I wouldn’t hold my breath on that but if they get used to the perch on the patio area it is, sheltered, covered and dry.

I think that this may be all that is needed to keep them comfortable and happy in the winter. I will be watching over them when the cold weather comes.

Having researched seramas before I got them there are mixed messages about keeping them warm in winter. Some people say they keep them inside (chicken shed or barn not in your house, of course) over winter, or at least during cold spells and some people say they are fine to be kept outside if that’s what they have been used to.

They originate from Malaysia and have only been bred in this country for about ten years so some people say they need a little help in winter. My research says that you will know if they need a bit of help because they will be huddled and miserable looking if they are cold and you will then need to give them some protection.

I had the idea that if we could rig up some sort of screen we could keep them contained to the patio area during cold weather. I could hook the chicken shed door open and put a washing up bowl of dry soil in for dust bathing, not that I have seen them dust bathing very often.

A catalogue dropped through our door, one of those that is full of things that you don’t really need, but they try to persuade you that you do! I saw an inexpensive, mobile, door or gate divider. It concertinaed closed for easy storage and pulled out to fit the gap you needed to block.

I thought this might do the job. We could keep it in the shed and pull it out when needed and simply open it across the patio area keeping the little girls contained where it is sheltered on all sides and has a solid roof, is free from drafts and they would stay warm. Perfect.

You are probably sensing a catch here. When these things finally arrive (after more than three weeks in this case) they never turn out to look like they did in the catalogue. I could soon see that this divider was not going contain my little girls. There was a gap underneath (I thought from the picture it went to the ground) that they could simply stroll under, the diamond shaped holes, when stretched out, were big enough for my little girls to get through, that is if they didn’t already take the easy option of walking underneath and lastly it wasn’t high enough to stop them flying over as a last, unnecessary resort.

I thought it would be fun to try it out and demonstrate this.

The divider

You can probably already see that this isn’t going to work.

Not only Freckles and Rusty went under it but Peaches and Speckles squeezed under it too

Rusty can simply walk underneath it

This isn’t going to stop Rusty

Okay, got to admit, this idea is rubbish. I did think we could clad it with chicken net, going to ground level, but my husband said it wouldn’t fold up then. I did wonder if we could fix something to the wooden outside posts to extend some chicken net higher up. I thought we could modify it but now I am not so sure.

Yesterday it rained all day and the three little girls spent a lot of time on the patio and were often sat together on the little coop roof. Maybe they can be trusted to seek shelter when it’s cold and don’t have to be contained after all.

I think we will play it by ear and see what happens. Perhaps they know best after all and will just do what is best for them. If we see them looking miserable we will come up with a plan but maybe they will just do what is right for them without our help.

They have sussed going to bed without my help and It turned out I was just distracting them. Today we got home from a day out, after dark, and the three little girls were on their perch. They might just have more sense than we are crediting them with. I think we will just and wait and see how it goes.

I decided to take some close up photos of the little girls to show their combs. Pebbles is over a year old and fully mature but hasn’t laid any eggs since we have had her. She seems to have been moulting quite a bit since she has been with us and has a head full of white quills that seem to have been taking ages to open.

Rusty and Freckles are now about five months old but silky feathered girls mature slower and whereas freckles has quite a mature comb Rusty’s comb is still tiny. The funny thing about Rusty’s comb is that it is the same ginger colour as her feathers instead of red like Pebbles and Freckles.

This makes it quite hard to see it but I think it’s quite cute. I wonder if it will stay this orange colour or if it will change to red as she matures. I like to think it might stay this cute orange colour.

This morning was a little bit frosty and the three little girls were gathered together on the wooden table giving me the ideal opportunity to photograph them. The bigger girls were all on the wooden perches. All the girls prefer to perch on wood when it’s cold as it is warmer than either the ground or the metal table which is popular on warmer days.

Three little girls on the wooden table

Cute little Rusty

Rusty is so curious about everything including my camera and has no fear or shyness at all. I thought this was cute and comical.

Freckles has a red comb

Pebbles has a red comb

What look like white feathers on pebbles head are white spiky quills which haven’t yet opened.

Rusty’s close up

Rusty is a beautiful little girl.

Rusty has a little ginger comb

Her little ginger comb barely shows up but it is just there.

They make a cute little trio

I find it hard to imagine these little girls laying eggs but I guess they will eventually.

As Rusty has started to mature she has had some spats with Freckles. She has chased her in the mornings when I am cleaning the shed and the first morning this happened I was quite shocked. They are so inseparable and yet Rusty was chasing Freckles and they were raising their ruffs at each other. At one point Rusty chased Freckles and forced her to run through the water dish. They were really going at each other.

I picked Rusty up and held her for a moment but as soon as I put her down they went at it again. I picked Freckles up for a moment and again they continued when I put her down. The next moment they were side by side at the water dish drinking together as if nothing had happened.

It seems that as they mature they must establish their pecking order even when they are a tight pair. I remember being surprised to see Amber and Honey do this and also to see Peaches and Barley do it too.

I think it surprised me even more with these two as Rusty often behaves as if she is Freckles chick. It was obvious that Rusty is top of these two and she was doing all the chasing, yet she she will still flutter under Freckles when they perch together and still touches her beak against Freckles beak like a chick at times.

This happened for three or four mornings then I haven’t seen it since. It is quite clear that Rusty is top of these two. Rusty is the more immature yet she is a feisty little girl. When Freckles and Rusty get chased from the treats by the bigger girls Freckles will retreat but Rusty will bounce around them and go back to where she was.  Rusty is quite a character and is friendly, fearless and constantly chattering away.

The chatter, or more aptly twittering, is also a sign that they haven’t reached maturity yet. Pebbles doesn’t make a sound unless she squeaks if she is chased by one of the bigger girls but Freckles and Rusty and more so Rusty twitter away all the time. I will miss this if they mature into quiet girls like Pebbles.

I am loving watching these little girls develop. There is so much that is so cute about seramas and I can’t wait to see what their little eggs are like but I just love the sweetness of them right now while they are still so chick like. I am in no hurry to have to have them grow up as they are so entertaining just as they are.

Every now and then we get witchetty grubs in a plant pot and they eat through the roots of the plant causing the plant to die. They are white, maggot like, grubs that turn into moths and they will eat through wood or plant roots.

The plant in my chicken bucket was looking a bit sick. It looked as though a frost had got to it although it was supposed to be hardy. I decided to cut it back and when I touched it, it came away in my hand. It was just sat on the surface of the compost with no root at all. I delved into the compost with the trowel and sure enough there were the witchetty grubs.

We have lost a few pot plants this way. Usually I bin the compost because of the grubs but my husband suggested that I put it in the chicken run and let the girls have the grubs. He said it would serve the grubs right for eating our plant!

I put the compost in the run and the bigger girls soon ate all the grubs. The little girls had no chance.

The girls investigate the new compost

They soon pick off the grubs

I don’t know why I hadn’t thought of doing this in the the past. In future I will just give them to the girls. In Australia some people eat them, yuk! (I think they have much larger types). This means they are good enough for the girls.

Peaches was the last girl to moult and the last one to get her feathers back to normal. Her new breast feathers are almost fully grown but she has one patch of grey downy under feathers still peeping through.

She reminds me of a toy teddy bear with it’s stuffing trying to spill out of a hole in it’s tummy. Her tail is also almost back to it’s full length but she is sporting a three quarter length tail at the moment.

Peaches reminds me of a teddy bear spilling out it’s stuffing

She has a three quarter length tail at the moment

She is nearly back to perfect once more, it won’t be long now.

At the moment we are really busy and it was just gone half past four when I found an appropriate moment in our work to slip up and check on the girls.

To my amazement the automatic door had already closed but the girls were all in. We are still trying to tweak the timing on the door since it has started working again and it closed earlier than I would like because it doesn’t allow much time for all of the girls to get in. Despite this Pebbles made it in, in time, and was on the perch next to Rusty and Freckles. I felt so proud of them.

The three little girls went in on their own

The five bigger girls were all on the back perch

I can’t believe we have cracked it at last. I think perhaps a few nights of me staying away at bedtime has helped them to go in on their own rather than rely on me to help them. I am so pleased with them tonight.

I didn’t get to call the vet today but I sucked the baytril into the syringe to see how much was left in the bottle and there is easily enough to give Pebbles a dose each day for a week so I won’t be needing any more for the moment. Pebbles seems to be completely back to normal which is good news. Let’s just hope it stays that way, I can do without any more drama.

After arriving home last night to find two out of three of the little girls had made it to their bedtime perch I felt that I should hold back from checking on the little girls and wait to see what they would do without my help tonight. They have been going in at about quarter to six but with the clock change this would now be about quarter to five.

I went out at quarter to five and was surprised to find that the automatic door had closed already. It hasn’t been working for the last few days. Like last night Rusty and Freckles were on their perch but Pebbles was on top of the little coop in the same position as the night before. I listened to her breathing and all was normal, thank goodness.

Pebbles is settled on top of the little coop

Rusty and Freckles have gone in on their own again

I think with the recent problems with the automatic door closer, it may have closed sooner than usual today and caught Pebbles out. Having said that she was on top of the little coop last night when I had propped the door open but it could have been down to her not being well.

I will watch over the girls tomorrow and see if I can persuade Pebbles to go in. She used to go in without a problem but this seems to have changed since we have had the two newer girls.

I opened the main door and settled Pebbles on the perch with Rusty and Freckles.

I put Pebbles on the perch

I waited a few moments then checked on them.

A few moments later they are snuggled up together

My husband had come up to see what was happening and suggested I shone a light on the door and it opened. It then closed again. I shone a light on it again and it opened again and then closed again. Earlier on today the light had caused no response from it.  Could it be that is working again? We won’t know for sure until the morning when we will see if opens.

My husband thinks that it may have got some moisture in it (with the battery leak) and may have now dried out. We are hopeful that it may now be working again. This would be great news but we will have a better idea when I see if it opens at first light in the morning. We are feeling hopeful.

I am also feeling much more positive about Pebbles. With a bit of luck she is back to normal and all is well again.

Last night I was bit panicked about Pebbles. She was whistling as she was breathing. I put my post about her out this morning. You can see it here.

This morning when I checked on her she was no longer whistling as she was breathing. I put some food and water in the cat box and she tucked in. She was alert, had pooped and had some food and water. She seemed back to normal. If she hadn’t been wheezing yesterday I wouldn’t think there was anything wrong with her. Her face is a good red colour, not pale, which can be a sign of something wrong.

It would seem cruel to keep her in the cat box. I felt that I should follow my instincts and return her to the chicken run.

Pebbles back in the run this morning

I gave Pebbles the antibiotic at lunch time today. I intend to do this every lunchtime for a week. I will ring the vet tomorrow and ask their advice. I will also ask if I can buy some more baytril as I don’t think there is enough to last the week.

I wonder if her improvement is due to me giving her some antibiotic straight away, although the improvement seems very quick. It is weird because the wheezing while she was breathing yesterday, and even more so last night, was very loud and noticeable. She was also bobbing her head while dozing which indicated a problem with breathing.

Yet today she seems back to normal. I hope that catching it early has nipped it in the bud. I will be keeping a very close eye on her.