Cluck cluck motherclucker
Helllloooooooo! We're back! We're probably not better than ever! We still have chickens!
Going to try to post more regularly here, but first an update on the last two years of chicken rearing.
We're certainly not new to the game anymore. We have over 40 chickens now, and more currently hatching!
Itty bitty chickadees
The chickens have completely taken over the just over acre they have, and we've learned that any attempt at 'containing' them is futile and the focus is just making it too inconvenient for things (chicken hawks, bobcats, etc) to eat them.
One of our roosters, Shank, using his beautiful voice to let us know that he's a rooster (as well as all of the other roosters within a ten mile radius).
We've not always been successful at keeping animals out. Sadly, our first rooster, Herbert, was killed by a bobcat last year. The bobcat couldn't figure out how to get over the fence with him though, and hasn't come back since (fingers and toes crossed). We have a video of that, but I'm going to go ahead and assume you don't want to see it (it was on the livestream camera, and we looked back to see what happened).
This morning my neighbor literally texted me that the chickens were trying to cross the road into another patch of woods.
Why, you may be wondering, did the chickens cross the road? It was to come back and sit on our neighbor's fence, obviously.
This totally makes sense, risking their lives to just come back and hang out next to a pond (that in all fairness probably has alligators in it).
Anyway! A torrential downpour just set in (yay Florida), but as soon as I can, I'll try to get over to the chickens and grab some fun pictures or videos of those little mothercluckers.
Cluck, cluck!