Worming Time!

It's time to worm the Garden Girls.   


I use the Flubenbet-on-bit-of-grape method, and do each Girl individually.  Every day, for 7 days.

Lily and Daisy are fine. They don't mind being picked up, so it's over in a second with them.  Delilah and Millie, however, most strongly object to the indignity of being picked up.  A "chase" around their paddock ensued (twice, once for each girl), made much longer than necessary by the cherry tree.  They have learned that if they run around the tree, I can't catch them.

I should probably clarify that I don't run after the Girls. That just gets them scared,  and gets me shattered.  I walk after them, trying to back them into a corner somewhere, where I can then pick them up.  It's all in slow motion, but ir's remarkably tiring.

Anyway, today Millie and Delilah were Having None Of It, Thank You.   So, I went inside, defrosted some sweetcorn kernels (in a cup of hot water), and then recaught the other two, giving them sweetcorn while they were in my arms, in full view of everyone else.  Then I caught the DOrking girls, and they got sweetcorn.   Then I tried again with Millie.

Once more, she chased around the cherry tree and then she ran as fast as she could into an area which she normally avoids because capture is inevitable.  And sure enough, I managed to corner her easily.  She was rewarded with corn, and with a laced grape, and then put back.  And I returned to the fray once more, for Delilah.
Delilah is an aged and big girl, and I'm always partially afraid that she'll have a heart attack from the exertion of running away from me.   Still, needs must.  And she ran into the same area that Millie had headed for.   

Hmm. Perhaps they just wanted to put on a show of resistance,  just for face saving?

Norman's strange behaviour

It started with Norman "attacking" me.

No, thinking about it, it actually it started some time ago, when we still thought Norman was a boy, and Captain Flint was in charge.  When Flint was attacking DH, Norman also had a bit of a go.  We thought, of course, that he was a little Rooster-let and was just emulating his dad.Of course, now we know that he's a girl, this behaviour seems a bit odd.

Fast forward to a couple of days ago, by which time we'd had egg-shaped evidence that Norman was a girl.  I walked into the run in the garden, and Norman came running over to me. I thought this was quite sweet, and unexpected.  It wasn't sweet, and the unexpected thing was that Norman started pecking my legs.  Vigorously.  In a "i'm dominant to you" kind of way.

It did hurt a bit,  but I felt for Norman.  He (sorry, I can't get used to referred to Norm as "she") seems to be bottom of the 3 chooks, and I think Mrs Flint gives him a really hard time.

Today he escaped from the Run, by leaping onto the contraption we've put over the Eglu to prevent them using it as a way to escape, more times than I can remember.  Each time, he tootled past the french window; each time I saw him, caught him, and put him back. And rearranged the contraption.

Each time I picked her up, s/he snuggled on to my arm, using it as a comfy perch. This from a bird who attacks me?

The last time though, he snuck past. I expect he had been watching Daisy, and had learned to limbo (Daisy looks like she's on hydraulic legs when she limbos); he must have limbo-ed along, just below the level along the sill of the french window. Either that or he waited just by the window until I got up to put the kettle on, and tipclawed past then.

I only realised he was out because the Garden Girls decided to simultaneously voice their indignation that one of the Incomers was free.  I looked up, and saw him creeping along the corner of slightly-raised paving that we refer to as "The Terrace" (only to differentiate it from "the Patio" which is the paved area outside the living room).  I rushed out into the garden, manouevred myself around the chicken netting, - no mean feat at the moment, it's a maze out there -  and reached the Terrace.  Norman was busy right in the corner,   making himself a nest out of leaves.  He was quite distressed at being picked up, and I realised he must be desperate to lay.

I put him in the Eglu - I mean IN the Eglu, itself -  but he wouldn't settle in the nestbox. He was running around and around, then he came outside, went back in, came outside, went back in.   I opened the eggport so I could see what was happening, and he bit me. Yes. he bit me.  It was a chickeny bite, so there weren't actually any teeth involved. But it wasn't a peck. He got some of my hand flesh between his top and bottom beak,  and then closed the beak together.  In my book, that's a bite.

The poor boy girl chook was obviously in a bit of a state, and I couldn't see why. I assume that it was something to do with the other two, although they weren't doing anything as far as I could see.  Anyway, I did the only sensible thing I could think of. I shut the Eglu door so he was completely shut in. And they were shut out.

A short time later,  I peeked in, and there was a teeny weeny Norman egg.
 

Norman looked a lot happier, and didn't try escaping again all afternoon.

Learned behaviours

Pogo and Siouxsie started laid their first eggs while they were here in our garden.   They snuggled into the Aubiose in the Eglu nestbox,  picked out a few bits of poo,  and purred happily.

Mrs Flint, Norman, and BlueRing were already in-lay by the time they got here.  Yesterday evening, Mrs Flint wanted to lay an egg, and she proceeded to excavate much of the Aubiose out of the nestbox, and then she pancaked herself into the shape of the nestbox.   We put the Aubiose back in.

This morning, Norman is in there laying,  and she (I can't get used to referring to Norman as "she") proceeded to excavate.

Nurture, not nature then.

Thunderbolts and Lightning....

...very very frightening....

I hope Pogo and Siouxsie are all right on the Allotment.    It might be a bit much for them - rehomed, to a coop with a ladder, and then suddenly lashings of rain, deafening thunderclaps,  and shocking lightning bolts.

DH is en route to check them,  he left before the sudden storm started.
I hope they manage to get themselves to bed....

Sussex Chicks Pics

While I had the camera out to snap pics of Norman, I thought I'd try and capture some of the Chicks.
Day 11.....

(Rhode Island peeping out from under the Electric Hen)

 (Rhode Island and one of the Light Sussex)

(Rhode Island squaring up to the camera)

(Light Sussexes snuggling under "Mum")

Norman

Norman ("Norman NoMates") was the single chick offspring of one of our original two "DorkingX" girls.  She abandoned him shortly after he hatched, and we brought him home and saved him.  We then had to put him in Mrs Flint's (the other DorkingX) chicks, who we'd hatched in the Incubator and who were 2 weeks older than him.

Norman stood out for the whole of his time here. He was 2 weeks younger than everyone else, and was always bright yellow.  However, he didn't realise that he was younger than his siblings, so he grew up to be a feisty little thing.

And he turned out to be a girl.

She's one of the three girls we've brought home (so Pogo and Siouxsie can get used to the Allotment coop in peace). I've taken the opportunity to get some quick pics of Norman, because she's still very different to her sisters.

Here is Norman as a Chick:

(Norman is the Blonde on the left)

And here's Norman now, both on her own and with one of her half-sisters:

(Norman is the blonde at the front!)

Butter

We've only just finished the butter I made back in January  (when the wholesaler was selling off nearly-out-of-date cream at a bargain price)- in fact, I'm about to spread the last of it on a home made currant bun.  So, yesterday, I trundled off to Costco to buy a load of cream to make some more.  I ony bought 5 litres this time.

I've just finished potting up and labelling.  I've made just over 6.5 pounds (I know it's odd mixing my measuring systems;  the cream is sold by the litre,   and I weigh the finished buttwr in imperial because I add 1 teaspoon of salt per pound of butter.     I also had just under 2 litres of buttermilk. I kept back 1.1 litres (as much as my Lock N Lock fridge jug holds), and the rest went down the drain. I know its a waste, but I just won't use that much.
The butter is now stacked in the fridge and, when it is suitably chilled, I'll transfer most of it to the freezer.

Well, helloooooo

Roo *so* reminds me of Leslie Phillips.

Earlier, we had the three Allotment girls in a box, and ths box was placed (temporarily) in Roo's pen while we were messing about with Pogo and Siouxsie.

The box has very big air holes - more like small windows - so the Girls were able to peep out. Norman had her head right out at one point.

LeslieRoo realised that the box contained Girls, and he sidled up to it in his best Rooster Gentlemanly manner, and began making those courtship movements that cockerels do when they meet a new Girl.

I could almost hear him saying "Well, hellooooooooo".

We moved the box as soon as we realised, as it isn't fair on him or the girls to tease.     He wasn't too bothered, as by then he had spotted two apparently *brand new* girls in the pen next door.     DingDong!

Maybe he's more Terry-Thomas than Leslie Phillips?

Chicken Swap

So, today was the day we decided to take the first step in reintegrating Pogo and Siouxsie back into the Allotment flock.

About 10am today we popped them into a box and went to the Allotment.  We left them in the box while we did a skip out of the DorkingXs' coop, and while we waited for one of the Allotment Dorkings to lay an egg.  We fed the geese and did other general stuff while we waited.

As soon as the Coop was free, we put Pogo and Siouxsie in there and shut them in.   DH then managed to catch the three Allotment girls, and put them in the box.

We then opened the coop, and watched as Siouxsie attempted the ladder (she hopped down two steps then flew off it),  followed by Pogo who sort of slithered down.  At the bottom, they started digging and scratching immediately, so they seemed OK.

We finished up with a quick cuddle of Roo and his ladies,   distributing a Lettuce and some Swede to each run,  and then came home.

Eglu was moved slightly (so the Run wasn't on the same ground as that used by Siouxsie and Pogo), and we popped the 3 Allotment girls inside.   When DH finished arranging the fencing, and I had refilled the feeder and grit box, we let them out.    They're very happy to see so much grass.

We'll pop back to check on Pogo in a couple of hours, and we'll go back yet again to make sure that she got into the coop OK.

And in a few days (or a week), we'll take this lot back and see how they all get on together.
Can't be much longer than that, as we're going to need the Eglu for the Sussex chicks soon!

Electric Mummy (Day 10 in the Chick House)

The chicks really seem to like the Electric Hen.

We've still got the heat lamp on as well at the moment, on low,  so we can gradually acclimatise them to the change.

It's day 10, and they now have well developed shoulder feathers.  The Rhode Island also has a teeny tiny tail,  I hope that doesn't mean s/he's a he as that doesn't fit in so well with what is required.  He's very adventurous, and seems to not mind being picked up - he often breaks from the crowd when we go into the shed, and looks up at us. I like to think he's asking to be picked up, but I suspect that really he's just trying to do a chick stand-off.

I can't take pics with the webcam at the moment, so I'll get round to taking my camera in the shed in the next day or two and will post some pics soon.

Chicks Day 8

The chicks now need a bit of stimulation.  We've removed the inner cardboard circle from the brooder,  and we've put some pieces of wood in for them to jump over, stand on, sit in between.

The Electric Hen arrived today, so DH has put that together and we'll put it in the brooder tomorrow.   I've realised it means we won't be able to see the chicks (if they are under it) on the webcam. Oh well.

Chicks, Day 6 UPDATED

They are growing up so fast!

They spend much of their time alternating between eating and sleeping,  and we can see changes in their wing feather development just in the space of a couple of hours.

As well as doing a full clean out yesterday morning, I wiped the floor clean at least twice.  It doesn't look like it at all!

Our Electric Hen hasn't arrived yet. I phoned the company concerned yesterday, and was frustrated to hear that they hadn't yet sent it because one of the other items in the order wasn't available.   I had specifically said that if the item concerned didn't arrive on Wednesday, could they send the rest of the order as we needed the Electric Hen.   It won't be here until at least Monday now.

The chicks need a bigger area, they can't wait until Monday, so we're going to need to put them out with the heat lamp.  Not the end of the world, but we really didn't want to change the heating method part way.

UPDATED 2.30pm
They are now in the brooder pen in the shed, fast asleep.  We didn't want to freak them out, so we put a cardboard riing inside the circular pen, to create a kind of pen-within-a-pen.  This is slightly bigger than the lunar module, and we'll leave it in there until we see them moving around a bit more. 

I'll post pictures later. The light is a bit too bright for the webcam at the moment, because they are in a pen-within-a-pen.

Chicks, Day 5

Just cleaned out the chicks this morning. We should have done it yesterday afternoon, but our attention was on Jasmine.

Anyway, their Brooder is all clean and sparkly now.

Their wing tip feathers are coming through prominently. I've been trying to take a snap with the webcam to show you... this is the best I have so far. Can you see the teeny-tiny proper feathers appearing on the ends of the wings?

Here's another photo, take a look at the one at the back...

Pogo, update

Took Pogo to the Vet today.
She's putting weight on her lame leg, and is hobbling rather than pogo-ing. But we noticed that her foot was twisted in,  and we wanted advice from the Vet on the prognosis.

The problem is with her tarsal, and she will always be lame and have trouble walking.  How well she'll cope with life, ladders, and a lusting cockerel, only time will tell.  She may be fine in those regards, she might not.    Everything else about her is fine. She's eating well, looks bright, her poos are perfect - she helpfully provided a sample on the Vet's table,  and she's started laying.

So, she's back in with her sister (who made a complete racket from the moment Pogo was taken out to the moment Pogo was put back), and we'll leave her in the Eglu in the garden for a week or so to give her time to rally get adjusted to her leg.     Once she is stronger,  we'll try putting them both back in with the other 3 allotment girls, and we'll see how she manages there. 

We don't have a cockerel in with them at the moment, so we can see how she deals  with normal daily life - the ladder to climb and her possibly-unsympathetic sisters and mum.  If that all goes OK, we can see about reintroducing a cockerel. Eventually.

I did consider keeping her with our garden girls, especially as Jasmine's untimely death has given us a vacancy.  But she'd still have a ladder to climb,  and our FOUR girls are likely to be even less tolerant than Pogo's sisters.

Jasmine RIP

Jasmine, our Welsummer, is very ill. I don't think she'll last the night.

She was fine yesterday, eating and ranging vigorously as normal.  Today, she was just standing still.  I picked her up, and knew she wasn't right as she didn't really try and run away.  Brought her it's likely to be a digestion problem - most probably she's eaten or ingested something.
Have appointment at Vets tomorrow morning.  In the meantime I tried syringing water laced with Avipro (a probiotic) into her, she didn't want it;  and I tried offering her a little mash made with chick crumb.    I put herb ack outside, and she settled herself by a flowerpot and sat quietly all afternoon. 

Just before it was time to put everyone away I tried again unsuccessfully,  with the syringe; and then I carried her and placed her in the nestbox.

Went to see her a few minutes later, after shutting everyone else in their respective Runs,   and she was very floppy with her head back.    Discussed with DH whether we should dispatch her, but she doesn't seem to be suffering, she just seems to be drifting off.  We decided to leave her where she is, rather than hoiking her out and putting her in a box, although we'll check again during the course of the evening.  If she's still with us before bedtime, we'll consider bringing her in and putting her in a box.   I know I'm anthromorphosising chickens, but I think its better for her to be in familiar surroundings, with her friends about her.

Poor daft bird.  

17.40 Update: She's gone.
At least her last day was spent in the sunshine. RIP Jasmine.

Imposter

The brown chick isn't a Light Sussex, it's a Rhode Island Red.

I emailed the seller to ask if it was possible if it was something else and, if so, if she had any idea what it might be.  I explained it didn't matter, the chick would bekept and loved no matter what.

She said if it was brown, it would be a Rhode Island Red,  she keeps those in the pen next to her Sussex, and the egg must have got put in with the Sussex eggs by mistake.

These things happen, so there's no point being upset.  One of  the members on  the Omlet forum hatched some Silkie eggs last week, and three of the four turned out to be Transylvanian Naked Necks instead!  Gorgeous birds, and adorable chicks,  but not what she was after.

And a Rhodey means the chick is from a completely different bloodline, so  R and C can experiment with offspring, if they should want to.

Wonder if it'll be a he or a she?

Pogo update

Well, Pogo is using her bad leg a reasonable amount. She hobbles now, instead of hops, which is progress.   WHat we can see, though, is that her foot is at a bit of a strange angle, making it difficult for her to walk without treading on her said foot.

I'll phone the Vet in a moment and get an appointment for tomorrow or Friday.

And she laid her first egg today! Teeny tiny, very speckled.

Chicken Fluff

Well, the brooder has been scrubbed, disinfected, and put back together, and the chicks are back inside.  We had a look at their wings as we put them back in, as the comparitive length of the primary and secondary feathers is meant to be an indicator of sex.

No idea if it's true, but if it is we reckon we have 5 girls and 3 boys. 

The remaining 2 eggs have shown no sign of hatching, so we've dismantled the incubator now.   This gives us a bit more space, so we've turned the Brooder around so that it has it's back to the window (instead of its side) and we've been able to open the window to let some fresh air in.  

When we dismantled the incubator to clean it, we were really shocked  at the fluff under the floor plate. My goodness, how can 8 chicks cause so much dander in just 24 hours, especially as they are soggy for a large part of that time! 

The incy will be scrubbed and disinfected, and then put to one side ready for use again when we put some of the hopefuly-fertile Sasso eggs in in a few days time. 

I'm really, really, really tempted to slip a couple of other eggs in we've got it on.  But I've said that I'll wait until we have a space in the Garden Run before I add any more girls there.

Days 2 and 3

Day 2, and the chicks spend a lot of time moving around inside their lunar-module brooder,  eating, drinking, sleeping, pooing.... They still fall asleep in a instant, wherever they happen to be.  Yesterday, four of them fell asleep standing in their food tray.

Their new mum and dad came to see them and to have a little cuddle.  We are making sure we handle them all, as we want them to be very tame. 

Here's a pic from Day 2 evening:

This morning, they need cleaning out.  The Module is designed so that the poo falls through the grid onto the Aubiose-covered floor below.  Cleaning that bit out is very straightforward.       

What is a bit more tricky is that a lot of poo sticks to the grid itself,  and food gets trodden in.   For this reason, they'll need cleaning out once a day while they are in there.

At the moment, all they are really doing is sleeping and eating.  Soon, they'll need a bit more stimulation though,  and for that reason we're getting the bigger brooder pen ready.  This  will give them more space and, as they grow and theur feet deveop, we can put things in to add interest. 


We're going to try using an "Electric Hen" this time, instead of the heat lamp.  (Although we'll have the lamp inm position, just in case).  That should arrive in the next day or two, and then we'll be ready.

Bounce Bounce Zzzzzz

One second they are all running around inside the brooder, then next it looks like they've been unplugged and they doze off wherever they are standing or sitting.

Then they do that head jerk thing...the head gets lower and lower, then it drops and they wake up briefly.

Chick TV.