Carol's Chickens

A few days ago Emerald had been in the nest box for much longer than usual. I wondered if she was feeling broody.

Emerald in the nest box

She has a manic gleam in her eye.  After checking on her several times I decided to lift her out of the nest box.

Underneath her were two eggs, her own egg and Peaches egg. I lifted her up and set her down in the run. I wish I had had my camera with me at that moment. The look on her face was priceless. She looked as if she was wondering how on earth she had landed there, my husband described her look as “shell shocked”.

Next time I checked on her she was in the nest box again. She has never done this before and I decided that as all the girls had laid (except Toffee who isn’t laying at the moment) that I would close up the nest boxes. I hoped that I could nip this in the bud as I don’t really want another broody and Emerald is our best layer at the moment.

I thought I would keep an eye on her and open the nest box again if she looked stressed because she is prone to being a bit manic at times.

She went out into the run and started picking up bits of shavings and twigs and flicking them on her back. It was so funny because she would toss them over her shoulder so violently that they would miss and fall over the other side of her. A few of the smaller bits landed on her but as fast she tossed more on some fell off.

It was difficult to catch the actual moment she tossed the bits so these photos are the best I could get. You can just see some small bits on her back.

Emerald is flicking bits on her back

Most of the bits have dropped off

She tries taking bits from a different spot

I think this probably is broody behaviour but when I next checked on her she was scratching around in the run as usual. I opened the nest boxes up again and she didn’t return to them so I think the moment had passed.

Emerald did sit in the nest box briefly the next day but didn’t lay an egg and soon gave up and was back out in the run again. Hopefully her very brief broody moment has passed. Emerald is a funny little character.

My youngest son and his partner moved house a few days ago and yesterday we went over to see the new house. We knew that they had a large decking area and a lawn so decided to take them a couple of pot plants as a moving in gift.

Two plants as a moving in gift

They put the hosta in their front porch and the petunias on the decking. They were a bit lost in the space but it is a start for them.

We also bought a couple of small plants for ourselves.

A new plant for an empty pot

I love the pretty colour of the flowers on this succulent and it was perfect for this empty pot.

A replacement plant for my chicken bucket

I bought an annual for my chicken bucket too early in the year (too eager). A couple of weeks of frost followed and killed it so now it has a replacement. I love the colour of this and hope that this one will flower all summer.

Last Saturday we visited my eldest son and his wife for the day, in Cambridge. Before we left I gave the girls some corn cobs to keep them occupied while we were out, along with apples and some spinach. The corn cobs were in a pack of four and were on offer.

Emerald and Barley were the first to investigate the corn

Barley, Peaches and Toffee peck the corn

Speckles wants to find a way in

I only had time for a few photos as we left at half past eight. We got back at six o’clock and the corn cobs were completely stripped.

This Saturday I  suddenly remembered that there were still the other two corn cobs in the fridge. I had to trim them down to fit in the square feeders as they were fatter than the first two.

Emerald and Toffee were the first to the corn this time

Peaches joins in

Because I had trimmed one side I couldn’t turn them round as there was no corn on the other side so I decided to put them on the patio for the girls to finish them.

Four girls pecking at the corn

Five girls pecking at the corn

Butterscotch is missing because she was having such a lovely dust bath that she couldn’t leave it even for a treat.

Butterscotch in her dust bath

Headless chicken

I think the girls enjoyed the corn and Butterscotch enjoyed her dust bath.

The not so good news is that I have caught Barley pulling pins from Butterscotch’s head again. She has now lost the pins from her head and has a triangular bare patch.

A bare patch once more on Butterscotch’s head

I am so disappointed at this as her head was filling in nicely. She does still seem to have some new tiny white pins, see the tiny white dots, so she may still get some head feathers.

I have come to the conclusion that I can’t keep fretting over this. Whatever will be will be. I remember how awful Honey and Amber used to look and think to myself that this is nothing in comparison. It would be good to see her with feathers on her head though.

I have talked recently about the girl’s individual habits so I thought it was about time I showed Toffee’s habit.

Toffee absolutely must be next to the side of the chicken shed when roosting for the night. She always goes in first to bag her spot. She doesn’t mind if she is on the right or the left as long as she is up against the side. If she isn’t in this spot she gets very distressed and does whatever it takes to regain her spot.

This really came home to me one night when she was the only one in the shed and because I had gone up to the girls earlier than usual that evening she came out again and then lost her place. I looked back at all the photos of the girls at bedtime that I had taken this month and realised that in every single one she is always at the side of the shed.

Butterscotch likes the middle spot but doesn’t always end up in the middle spot. Peaches and Barley like to sit together but they don’t always end up together. Toffee, however, always ends up at the side.

Toffee is on the left up against the side of the chicken shed

Toffee is on the left again a few nights later

She doesn’t seem to mind which way she faces as long as she is up against the side. I think this probably makes her feel safe.

Toffee is not in her place

This was the evening I distracted her and she spent extra time out in the run. She had been in her usual place but came out again and when she returned there was no space at either end.

Toffee looks up trying to work out what to do

She became very agitated. She could have jumped across to the space between Butterscotch and Emerald but that wasn’t where she wanted to be. Eventually she jumped down and came out again briefly as if to work out what to do.

She went back in and jumped at Emerald’s spot pushing Emerald off the perch.

She displaces Emerald so that she can have her spot at the side of the shed

Emerald jumps back up into the small space between Peaches and Butterscotch.

Emerald preens herself

Emerald spent a bit of time preening and trying to look nonchalant about being displaced. Toffee is now happy once more.

A few days later I took another photo. I always take more than one in case one is blurred and couldn’t resist both of these.

Toffee is on the right

I love the way the girls look down. In the photo above Barley is looking down and in the one below Speckles is looking down.

Look up, look down

They often do this and I wonder what they expect to see down there.

Last night I decided to take a photo of Toffee at the beginning of the bedtime routine to further demonstrate this.

Toffee goes in first to secure her spot

She has the pick of all this space but this is where she wants to be.

A closer shot of Toffee

The final line up

When I went back once they had all gone in Toffee was still in the same place but facing the other way.

It is funny how determined and steadfast she is at having this bedtime position. They do make me smile.

It was our wedding anniversary a week ago and my husband bought me a lovely bunch of rainbow coloured tulips. He thought they would make a change from the usual roses and I loved the colours.

I decided to photograph them, then photograph them a week later to see how much they opened.

Anniversary tulips

Tulips a week later

A week later they are still looking beautiful.

Before Christmas there were some builders working on a house opposite us. We asked them if they could repair the brickwork on our front wall. They dropped a spade, a bag of cement and a bag of sand on to our drive and they said they would return to do the work when they had a few hours spare.

We were quite pleased by the fact that they left these items on our drive as we thought that meant that they had every intention of returning to do the work. Christmas came and went and the months ticked by with no sign of the builders and we had no contact details for them.

By this month my husband had got sick of their things on our drive and it was obvious they had forgotten us. He threw the concrete and spade away but said that the girls may as well have the sand.

We tipped the sand into the run.

The girls immediately set to work scratching in the sand

They worked that sand

They soon had the sand well and truly scratched into the soil

Speckles and Peaches watch over the girls as the sand disappears completely

You would never know that there had ever been a bag of sand. The girl’s work is done and the sand is thoroughly mixed with the soil to the extent that it is no longer evident. I think the girls enjoyed the exercise though.

We are crazily busy with business this week and I am just not having enough time to blog  as I would like. I have photos and posts in the pipeline but no time to get them written at the moment.

I will make do with a short post to fill the gap until I have more time. I took this photo of Butterscotch today to show how her feathers are filling in.

Butterscotch has feathers on her neck

The gaps are at last disappearing and her neck feathers are opening and are gold with black tips. It has taken forever but she is returning to her former glory. There will be more photos when she is completely feathered but for now this is the transition in progress.

It has been slow but is so good to see her getting back to normal bit by bit.

Yesterday all six girls were enjoying a huge communal dust bath in the sun. A bit later my husband said all six girls were chilling together. I went up with my camera to try to catch them.

It was so lovely to see all six girls just chilling together. They looked so happy and content. I knew there was every chance my going through the gate would disturb them and I was right. Toffee stood up as I went towards them.

The girls are chilling together

Toffee stands up

It’s a shame I didn’t manage to get there while Toffee was sitting with the group but you get the idea. My little flock just chilling together.

I have talked a bit recently about some of Emerald’s funny habits. Emerald and Speckles are the two girls that have their funny habits firmly entrenched in their daily routine. They are the most predictable and interactive with me.

Yesterday I decided to try to catch this with photos to demonstrate.

When I go up the garden towards the chooks they all run down to the wire to greet me. Without fail Emerald always goes up the ladder as I reach this point so that she is on eye level with me.

Emerald always goes up the ladder as I get to this point

She then goes back down the ladder and follows me to the gate with the rest of the girls. As I open the gate Emerald always, without fail, jumps on to the inner gate.

Emerald jumps on the inner gate as I open the outer gate

She seems to like to get as close to me as she can and yet if I have any treats to drop into the run she then has to drop down again from the gate. She uses up extra energy running up and down the ladder and up and then down again from the gate but she does this every time. It’s become a very firm habit.

Once through the gate I give the girls some corn in the morning, some spinach mid morning, some apple in the afternoon and some sunflower hearts before bedtime. I give the corn at bedtime in the winter and in the morning in the summer because digesting the corn provides heat.

The flock share their morning corn

The flock share some spinach

That’s Emerald’s habits and this is Speckles habit. Almost every time I walk through the gate and always at corn and sunflower seeds time Speckles jumps on my back. She then makes her way up to my neck and chatters in my ear.

Speckles moves up my back to my shoulder

You can see the footprints where she makes it to about half way up my back and then moves upwards. I keep this cardigan as my “chicken cardigan” for this reason and my husband brushes me down when I leave the run.

She likes to move to my neck

This is especially nice when she has muddy feet and dirt drops inside the neck of my cardigan.

This is where she likes to be

I pause to turn to camera

I make my way to the store cabinet

I reach in for the seeds

It’s not the easiest of manoeuvres but I have got used to gently taking things from the cupboard with speckles on my shoulder.

Occasionally Peaches or Barley have jumped on my back then shoulder when I am at the cupboard and they then jumped from my shoulder to the shelf inside the cupboard. I had to quickly lift them down before they cause mayhem. Speckles has never done this though, she stays on my shoulder until I stoop down so that she can safely jump down.

If I don’t stoop down she will fly down and I am always afraid she will crash into something and hurt herself so I always crouch down to allow her to jump down safely. Then I can throw out some seeds.

This routine takes place every day without fail. Peaches and Barley also jump on me but it is at random and is usually when I am poop picking the run or bent over looking in a nest box. They don’t do this every day like Speckles does. Speckles, however, only does this as I walk through the gate. It’s a bit like a greeting.

She does this many times a day. She wouldn’t bother if I just popped in when she was having a dust bath or having some turf but if she is near the patio area she always does it and without fail she does this first thing in the morning and last thing before bedtime.

They do make me smile with their funny little ways and they are such creatures of habit.

Emerald is laying really well at the moment. She generally lays every other day and lays four or five eggs a week.

Emerald has a few unique traits and one of them is that she often gets a bit manic before she lays. I have never seen any other chicken do this but she sometimes runs back and forth as if she is demented. She will run to the nest box coops then run out into the garden part of the run and then back again. At first I used to think that there was something wrong with her. She looks like animals do when they are pacing because they are caged up except she does it a manic speed.

She then goes and settles in the nest box and quickly lays her egg. I have wondered if she does this because I am a distraction and she is torn between wanting to go into the nest box and staying out in case she misses something so I now leave if she is behaving like this.

Emerald also spends a lot of time picking over the grit and oyster shell. Yesterday she laid an egg with lots of little calcium bumps on the shell. I think she has been taking a bit too much calcium.

Emerald’s egg

Most of her eggs are normal so I am not worried about this and it means her eggs have good hard shells.

Today was a five egg day. I wonder if we will ever get that elusive six egg day. All the girls laid except Toffee as she hasn’t laid for a couple of weeks due to her moulting. As Butterscotch lays half the time and is broody half the time it is probably unlikely to have all six girls laying at once. I am amazed that we have had, five, five egg days this year so far.

A five egg day

From the left the first egg is Emerald’s and the second egg is Speckles large egg, next is Butterscotch’s egg then Barley’s then Peaches on the right. Well done girls!