Carol's Chickens

My friend Jackie has had her two new girls for a week now and I arranged with her to pay them a visit. Jackie has had them separated by the divider in her run but able to see and hear each other at all times. She was ready to let them have some time together but despite having done this twice before was a bit nervous so decided to wait for my visit to give her some moral support.

Jackie lifted the divider up and the two old girls went straight into the half with the two new girls. There were a few light pecks but nothing too bad and the two new girls quickly got the hang of getting out of the way.

We went inside to watch them through the patio doors. I stayed for about an hour and we both felt it had gone very well. It went much better than when I integrated my new girls and we both agreed that not rushing it seems to really help it along.

Jackie decided that as it was only an hour until bedtime she would leave them together for the rest of the day. I think it went really well and am sure they will soon all be fine together.

Willow and Shadow stay close together

Bonnie gently moves Shadow and Willow along

I shall look forward to an update from Jackie to see if they spend the night together.

I have mentioned a few times lately of constant rain, mud and surrounding floods. Usually we like to walk at weekends and holiday times but this Christmas we didn’t walk at all as the rain was so constant. Yesterday was forecast to be the first dry sunny day in ages so we decided to get in our first walk of the year. We walked from Wooburn Green to Bourne End, which takes about an hour, to see how the river was looking. We ended up being out for three hours.

As we approached the road disappeared into the flood water

The riverside pub on the right hand side of the photo was cut off by the flood water

The riverside facing the opposite direction

People with wellies and waders were crossing the water

A car turns into the car park

The next road along from the river

This is a cul-de-sac, not part of the river

We have never seen the riverside here like this before. The cul-de-sac above was the next road along from the river but it looked like part of the river. We felt very sorry for the houses here as it must be very worrying. They had sand bags lining the houses and the water had not yet reached the doorsteps so hopefully they will be okay.

As it was the first nice day in ages there were lots of people out wearing wellington boots and carrying cameras.

We are so lucky that our house is high up and is approached by steps. Our garden path then climbs upwards towards the chicken run. My husband says if we ever got flooded it would be up to the chimney pots on the road outside our house.

It was amazing to look at the flood water but I do feel so sorry for people who have their homes flooded and appreciate how lucky we are even if I do complain about the mud.

My girls have their own funny ways of interacting with me. As soon as I walk through the gate Dotty likes to jump onto my shoulder. As I walk near the coop she likes to jump from my shoulder to the coop roof. This seems to be her way of saying hello to me and she does this like clockwork, every time I go through the gate, if she is nearby.

Bluebell and Pepper like to jump on my back while I am poop picking. They are not so keen to jump down again and sometimes I traverse the entire run, crablike, with either one or the other or both these girls on my back. I can tell you this “help” really speeds up the cleaning up!

The little girls like to get on eye level with me and if I am near the coop or the big perch they are straight up there and looking me in the eye. They seem to like me to chat to them. Sometimes they look like they want to jump on me too but can’t quite work up the courage and my husband often says he thinks they will one day.

My husband bought me some disposable overshoes for my boots as he was fed up with me walking mud onto the path and patio after I had been in the run. It became a pain to keep changing my boots and my chicken run boots had become caked in mud and were falling apart. This idea works really well. I slip them over my boots and use one pair every time I go in for one day then throw them away. My boots stay protected and our paths stay clean and a big box is inexpensive and will last me ages.

The funny thing is that the little girls are fascinated by these blue plastic overshoes. The big girls take no notice of them at all but the little girls follow these shoes around and peck at them. Having said that the little girls seem to like my feet in general. In the summer they will walk over my flip flops and when I am on the patio area in my boots they peck at them but these shoes seem to attract them even more and I have no idea why.

Today I asked my husband to take the camera and try to capture some of this behaviour. I said I would poop pick as normal if he could take some photos. I have to warn you it’s not too flattering for me as I have the blue disposable gloves to poop pick, my chicken fleece which can only be worn in the run as it will have muddy feet stood on it and the even less flattering blue overshoes. The fun though is seeing how my little helpers behave.

Bluebell and Pepper are on my back while I am cleaning up

It’s difficult to see because of the apple tree but Bluebell is on my right shoulder and Pepper is on my left shoulder. Dotty and Honey are watching from the perch and Amber has one eye on my shoes.

Bluebell and Pepper on my back

You can’t see Peppers head as Bluebell is blocking her. Dotty is still watching them while Honey is looking nonchalant.

Pepper jumps to the perch but Bluebell is determined to stay put

Pepper has jumped back on the perch but even when I try to gently tip Bluebell off she counter balances herself. The little girls look on with interest.

The little girls like to follow my blue shoes

The little girls will follow my blue shoes all around the run pecking at them when they can. By the end of the day they often have little holes in them.

The little girls like to get on eye level for a chat

The little girls like me to chat to them at eye level. I had thought that I would like to get another photo of them all together on the big perch but if I come into the run they will jump down to greet me or one of them, usually Bluebell, will be off in another part of the run. However if I crouch down at eye level and chat to them, they will all come and jump onto the perch.

All five girls on the big perch

I took lots of photos of them on the perch but Dotty was preening in most of them and her head was hidden. This was the best one although there is another which is quite funny.

Bluebell stands like a penguin

I nearly rejected this photo but then thought Bluebell looks so funny and she often looks like this. I think it’s partly her upright stance but also partly that she has her legs spaced apart.

Anyway, this is how my little helpers “help” me everyday and I wouldn’t have it any other way as I just love their interaction with me. It makes poop picking a fun thing to do and keeps us bonded.

During the moult and the subsequent withdrawal of egg laying, the girl’s combs were very pale. The bantys were the first to start their moult and stopped laying four months ago. Dotty was next and stopped laying for two months. Once feathered up again her comb reddened and she resumed laying. Pepper was next to moult and hasn’t laid for one and a half months and her comb is very pale. Bluebell seemed to moult one feather at a time and perhaps because she is my only hybrid, she never stopped laying.

In one of my recent posts I said under Honeys photo that I had noticed her comb was red again and yesterday for the first time in ages I saw her go to the grit. I wonder if she is going to start laying again soon. Amber’s comb is still quite pale but she may be a bit younger than Honey as she started laying two weeks later than Honey last summer.

Pepper still looks a little miserable with her moult.

Pepper looking quite sad

Dotty’s comb and wattles are a nice red colour

Pepper’s face and comb are very pale compared to Dotty

Bluebell’s comb has remained red throughout the winter

A few days ago at first light I found Bluebell’s blue egg next to her last tatty tail feather in the nest box. At last her ragged tail feather had dropped out.

Honey and Amber eating some warm mash

Honey is in the foreground and her comb is more red than Ambers. Another change I have noticed is that Honey’s feathers have changed again since the moult and what I call her peacock spots have returned to her back near her tail. These are dark spots surrounded by a pale ring. They disappeared after her moult but have gradually returned. She now has more spots on her back too but not as many as Amber.

It will be good to see Pepper finish her moult and get back to her happy self again. If hers lasts as long as Dotty’s it should be just another two weeks. I hadn’t expected the moult to be as late as this but I have been reading of other peoples girls going through the same so it seems it isn’t unusual. I think we are all looking forward to the spring.

My friend Jackie sadly lost two her of her girls recently. She lost Annie just before Christmas and Rosie yesterday leaving her with only two girls. Jackie had been thinking of getting some more girls in the spring but now felt she wanted to get some more as soon as possible so that her remaining girls didn’t stay at only two for too long.

I knew of somewhere local that used to sell chickens and as Jackie doesn’t drive I offered to take her there today. Jackie phoned them and they didn’t have any chickens at the moment. As I had only one lunch delivery today my husband offered to deliver it for me to free up my day if we needed to go further afield. Jackie started researching and came up with a farm in Windsor, half an hours drive away, which had young chickens for sale up to point of lay.

I put my dog crate and pet carrier in the van and collected Jackie at eleven o’clock this morning. Because some of the roads were flooded we had to take a longer route but found the farm after passing it and turning round a few times.

I had to stay strong and resist the urge to take any chooks for myself but Jackie says I can be auntie to her new girls. The chooks were all beautiful but we both fell for the same two breeds, a really pretty speckled star and a bluebell.

Willow Court farm

The guy caught the speckledy first and Jackie instantly came up with name Shadow for her which I thought was lovely. He then caught the bluebell and after inspecting them they were in the dog crate and we were on our way back. As we left the farm Jackie decided that the bluebell would be named Willow, appropriate as she came from Willow Court farm. I thought this was also a lovely name and we both agreed Shadow and Willow went well together.

Back at Jackie’s we put the dog crate in the separated part of the run that would be the new girls home during the integration period. Clover and Bonnie voiced their displeasure at having new girls in their garden.

Clover

Bonnie

Shadow and Willow in the dog crate

Shadow is in the foreground and has very long legs. Before long the new girls stepped out of the dog crate into their new home.

Shadow and Willow venture out

Willow finds the log

Shadow

Willow

The new girls were soon scratching and pecking happily in their new home seemingly unaware of the old girls shouting about it.

Now the fun of the integration begins. I had to leave for home but will be checking up on the new girls as often as possible. I am honoured to be auntie to these lovely girls and to have been present at their arrival to their new home.

With all the continuing rain we are having, I decided to buy another bag of wood chip to make a thicker layer in the part of the run that the girls like to hang out most. The existing wood chips were already muddy and while I know these soon will be too, I just think one bag never makes a thick enough layer.

I took my camera and took a few photos of the girls scratching together in the wood chip but decided that as I had already showed that on my last post there is little point in repeating similar photos again.

Instead as it was late afternoon it struck me how together the girls are in everything they do. My first photo of Amber in the apple tree shows the new mud busting ideas we have come up with. The new layer of wood chip is in the area on the right of the divider and the board and a few tiles are on the left of the run bordering the veg plot, where it puddles the most.

That’s the background, now for the foreground.

Amber is in the apple tree and Honey and Dotty really want to join her

Dotty has made it into the apple tree even she is too big for such a small tree

Dotty precariously balances

Amber jumps down and Bluebell takes Honey’s place on the little girls favourite log

Amber finds another perch watched closely by Honey

Dotty and Bluebell, the only two girls laying eggs at the moment, take some grit together

Meanwhile Pepper and the little girls preen together

Honey and Dotty were at the water together but as Dotty moved out of shot I decided to leave this photo of Honey as it shows how nice and red her comb has become

I just love the way the girls do everything together. It illustrates perfectly that they are flock creatures and happiest together despite some pecking order rituals at times.

Happy New Year to everyone and their critters.

My first battle of the new year and in fact ongoing battle from last year is combating mud in the run. I have never known the run so muddy in my two years of chicken keeping. The rain has been relentless and yesterday as well as heavy downpours we had a hailstone storm too. It has rained all day and all night for days and is forecast to continue like this for days to come.

I know parts of the country are flooded so we are lucky by comparison but I was fed up of seeing the girls with muddy feet. The wood chip helps in the area of the run they like to hang out in but the edge bordering the veg plot was a quagmire despite me turning it every day. The girls do mostly stay off that part but when they see me go up the garden towards them they run to greet me and stand in the mud. It’s not quite so bad for the big girls but the little girls sink up to their little ankles and look as if they have no feet. I do tell them to stay off the mud but do they listen to me!

Ideally it would be good to drain the water outside the run but as we only have plastic sheeting over the garden part of the run it would be tricky to rig up any sort of drainage system and we need something more instant for now. My husband suggested that I put a board over the muddiest part. We had a plywood sheet in the shed from a previous project that would do the job. I Laid it over the mud and sloped it down towards the veg plot so that the water would run off.

This will achieve three things. The water will run off onto the veg plot, the ground underneath will have a chance to dry out a bit and the girls wont be standing in mud.

I did wonder how long it would take the girls to step onto it but even if they didn’t it would still be better than them standing in mud. I sprinkled a few dried meal worms onto the board to get them started.

Pepper has a fluffy bottom

I love these  fluffy bottoms and for the first time in ages, Pepper, in the foreground, has no bare patches on her bottom. She has finally got her fluffy bottom back after her moult.

Amber was the first to step on the board

It’s funny how the smallest girl is the bravest around something new.

Testing the new board

Getting braver

Before long the girls were all happily walking on the board. It has really worked well because each time I go up to them they run onto the board and their feet are looking much less muddy. The middle of the run is dry so they can dust bath, it’s just the edges that were staying muddy and this edge was the worst part of all.

I have now put some tiles into the triangular space in the corner of the run to the left of the board. This means all of the wettest part is now covered. For now I think this is the best solution to this problem and will improve the run for the girls and for me.

With the relentless rain I have been struggling with mud in the run despite it being fully under cover. I decided to buy a bag of wood chip and put it over the ground on the part of the run with the bushes. This used to be where the girls most liked to hang out but despite the plastic roof panels and plastic sheet over that side of the run it is still wet. The water seems to drip down inside the fence panels and the girls have constantly muddy feet. I thought the wood chip would give them something to scratch in and a better surface for their feet.

The girls haven’t yet plucked up the courage to step into the wood chip

Dotty and Bluebell have a peck at the wood chip

The little girls step onto the wood chip

The little girls watch Dotty pecking at the wood chip

All five girls scratching in the wood chip

Once the girls realised the wood chip was safe to stand on they had a great time scratching in it and their feet look much cleaner. It will give them a better start to the New Year.

Bluebell and Dotty both laid eggs today. I have completed my egg record for the year and it is as follows:

Jan – 58, Feb – 62, Mar – 76, Apr – 76, May – 82, June – 89, July – 88, Aug – 82, Sept – 69, Oct – 49, Nov – 30, Dec – 26.  Total eggs for 2013 – 787.

Thank you girls for all your lovely eggs and more than that for your entertaining ways and affection. Happy New Years to my girls, to everyone out there and to their girls too.

We woke to a white Christmas of sorts. It was a frosty morning and when I opened the blind on our bedroom velux window I found this.

Christmas window

It had rained in the night and the frost had made a very pretty pattern on the window. I haven’t seen it look like this before and it seemed very fitting for Christmas morning.

I gave the girls their Christmas treat of yogurt which they really enjoyed.

Christmas Day yogurt

Yogurt beaks

The girls were very happy with their Christmas treat and rewarded us with an egg each from Bluebell and Dotty. Thank you girls.

As a Christmas Eve treat I gave the girls some scrambled egg today. This is their favourite treat and it was gone in no time at all. Pepper is still coming through her moult so I thought the protein would be good for her. For their Christmas Day treat they will be getting bio live natural yogurt, another favourite treat, as well as their greens and late afternoon corn.

I have noticed recently that Dotty has grown and is now bigger than Pepper. Pepper is still in the final stage of her moult and when I pick her up at bedtime I can feel her prickly pin feathers coming through. She is still very tatty at her tail end and when I pick her up she feels light compared to Dotty but she is eating well and is her usual happy self so I am sure it’s just the moult.

Pepper and Dotty

Pepper on the left is still tatty and smaller than Dotty. She used to be fatter but seems to have lost some of her fat at the moment. The moult seems to take a lot out of the girls which is why I like to keep their protein up a bit at this time.

Dotty has now laid three eggs since coming back into lay. Yesterday she was singing her egg song before going into the little coop so I now have no doubt that it is her laying.

Bluebell is moulting one feather at a time. Her new tail feathers have come in as her old ones are dropping out. She now has one remaining old and tatty tail feather that reminds me of the kind of feather we draw in illustrations with the bars spaced out.

Bluebell

You can see the top feather is an old feather and the ones underneath are her new feathers.

Honey on the left and Amber on the right

Lately whenever I am near the coop or the store cabinet the two little girls rush up to the coop roof. They seem to really like to get at eye level with me. In the same way when I am poop picking they jump to the outside perch as soon as I am near it. I talk to them and they look as though as they are listening intently! They seem to like this way of having close contact with me at their own comfort level.

I also gave the patio a clean up again today ready for Christmas Day even though I know the girls don’t really care about such things. Lately we have had so much constant rain and wind that even though the entire run is covered it still gets very wet. The edge by the veg plot is the worse and has been a quagmire of mud so I am digging and turning it over each day to drain the water.

The girls muddy feet make the patio area really muddy but I found trying to wash it doesn’t work as it just adds more water. My husband suggested sprinkling pine shavings from the coop on to it and brushing with my stiff rubber bristled broom so that the shavings soak up the mud and water. This really works. I brush the shavings over it then sweep them up and throw them away. I then brush the patio with a wire brush to remove any stuck on mud and sweep it off. It looks so much better. I did this at the weekend and again today. I am really hoping this wet weather will end soon and things will improve.

Now that we have two girls laying we have enough eggs for our Christmas day breakfast of scrambled egg with smoked salmon plus enough for bacon and egg sandwiches for the family when we have our Christmas get together. Thank you girls and a happy Christmas.