|Birds of a feather, flock together|
|The NEW (not so mean) Killer|
However, I'm not sure Miss Bunny (MB) is happy about Killer not having blinders I think she thought they were some sort of crown or something. As soon as those blinders came off, MB attacked Dottie. "Great." I thought, this is a never ending cycle. I supposed there has to be a ruler of the roost in every flock and apparently, it's MB's turn.
Since that day though, I haven't noticed anything too violent. Everyone seems to be getting along. Except for the lack of butt feathers. Are they still being plucked or are they just not growing back? Who knows?...
Poor Ginger, she's been missing feathers for months. She looks awful, but she's still a pretty sweet chicken. I think she remembers all those times I gave her warm baths to help her poop when she was just a few weeks old because she let me pet her for a really long time today. Ginger doesn't bite the hand that feeds her.
|Scramble now has a bare (cold) booty too|
We did put the heater out the other night when it was 19 degrees and the north wind was blowing really hard. We've Clark Grizwalled the coop with wires... Pray it doesn't go up in flames and we have fried chickens on our hands...
Look, I know this is dangerous, but we only have 5 chickens (not enough to hurdle together and stay warm) and the north wind blows STRAIGHT through those top windows on the coop (and they choose to sleep on the roost right by the window) AND they have no butt feathers. Come'on man, these girls have got to be cold. We unplug it during the day... no worries.
|Yes, I know this is a fire hazard|
|Heat lamp and hazardous wires|