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Henny Penny

I have a sinking feeling that Henny Penny met with an unfortunate even a few nights ago. She had still, all this time later, been sitting on a group of eggs in the back of one of the greenhouses. She has steadfastly refused to leave her little corner, even though those eggs must be pretty nasty by this time.

We have been noticing that all (well, it seems like all) the painted turtle nests in the yard around the house have been uprooted and the eggs broken open and scattered. Every morning for the last few weeks we have found more dug up like that. We know that frequently that can be the work of a skunk, but we haven't sniffed any evidence. Early this week John went out to check on Henny Penny and she was mad as a little hornet… all her eggs were gone, and there was a piece broken out of the cardboard area in which she is nesting, right behind her. John figured it was most likely a skunk as we think a raccoon would just go right over an 18″ high cardboard wall. I was relieved that she was ok, but I believe that she was going in there at night even though her eggs were gone. I don't know, maybe she had creeping chicken dementia, she is a really old girl, about 5!

We have not heard or seen her in the past two or three days now. Usually if she is hiding in the tall grass, we can hear her gentle chicken clucks. Wherever we go in the farmyard it is always there in the background. Try as we might, we are not hearing her anymore. It had to happen, she was an amazing old girl. And I hope that whoever got her killed her quickly. :*(

 

Henny Penny goes AWOL, again

On Saturday I went out to do chores about 6:30 in the morning and after I was done, I realized that Henny Penny, aka Bad Chicken #1, had not been hovering around my feet begging for grain tidbits.  I looked around the compost piles, as they are some of her favorite places to peck into – nice worm opportunities – and nothing.  Later in the day I did a more thorough search and was disheartened as I didn’t find her anywhere.

Henny Penny in her broody corner
Henny Penny in her broody corner

I was moaning about it to my husband that night, saying that I knew it had to happen eventually, but also about how much I would miss her.  He laughed and said that he knew where she is hanging out…  she has gone broody again and is sitting on a little stockpile of eggs!  In the back of one of our greenhouses we still have a brooder setup that we use for brooding our meat birds, and she has been laying her eggs there.  John has been collecting them, but he marked the old ones that we hadn’t found right off, and was just taking her one new egg each day.  (How a 4 year old hen is still laying eggs regularly, I don’t know!).

A brief break to get some sustenance
A brief break to get some sustenance

I am glad to know that she is safe, so far, and she even made a very brief appearance on Sunday to forage for some green stuff.  And my husband was way ahead of me when he said that he had gone to the neighbor to get some fertile eggs to put under her.  She has been sitting on a glorious pile of infertile green-shelled eggs. Hopefully the brown eggs John tucked under her will hatch. They will be Barred Rocks.  It would be lovely to have a few chicks!

If she hatches out any of the eggs, Henny Penny will be a very elderly first time mother :*)

Great weather, nothing much new

Lambie crowd at the hay feeder while Zelda the goat looks on
Lambie crowd at the hay feeder while Zelda the goat looks on

Really, the work week just flew by. The last few afternoons I have gotten home punctually and had the opportunity to really spend a lot of time with the babies out in the paddock.  The lambs are just at the stage where they have discovered hay and grain.  They are very serious about their space at the feeder for a short time after I put the feed out.  And then the playtime begins :*)

Ewe lamb #3133 on the alert for Henny Penny, aka Bad Chicken
Ewe lamb #3133 on the alert for Henny Penny, aka Bad Chicken

Our one and only ewe lamb showed up on Friday afternoon with her tail bobbed just like Bertie’s.  She is a beautiful ewe and I hope that she grows well.  She is not sure that she likes or trusts Henny Penny, however! She was riveted to the fence as Bad Chicken was clucking contentedly on the other side of the barrier.  So I got a chance to snap a couple of photos of her.  She still does not have an official name yet.  We are working on it.

Yucky morning

Elf the goat checks things out during last evening's snow
Elf the goat checks things out during last evening’s snow

Tired and more tired of this weather!  By the time I was doing an errand in town yesterday afternoon it went from nothing, just cloudy, to snowy white-out conditions.  It kept up like that into the evening, and then during the night I was repeatedly awakened by dripping rain pushing the snowpack off the roof and hitting the ground hard.

Henny Penny relaxes in a dry corner
Henny Penny relaxes in a dry corner

It’s just drizzling now, and my sheepie girls are all wet and messy (they don’t believe in sleeping indoors).  I tried to get most of their hay into inside feeders, but nothing in our setup is totally weather-impervious, with the exception of one side of our main greenhouse where we put the lambing jugs.  Soggy sigh.

I had one foot out the door this morning to get started for work when I got a text saying that we have a one hour delay.  Hmmm.  Not much I can get done here at home (seeing as how I am dressed and ready to go), so I probably will get started in a little bit anyway and take my time on the road.  Kids could be a little unfocused today… they were all counting on a snow day!    :*)

Henny Penny rocks!

Henny Penny roosts
Henny Penny roosts

Our sweet Henny Penny, the last remaining rogue chicken-on-the-loose, has finally exited her hide-out in the milking greenhouse.  When the really deep snow fell just after Christmas she took up residence on the far end of that structure. She roosts in there and has been spending her days in there as well.  I put a little pan of grain nearby for her, but her “real” hanging chicken feeder is in the greenhouse we use to store hay and grain.  It’s about 30 feet away and it must have seemed like at least a  continent away to her in the blustery wind and the piles of snow.  I have worried about her accessing water, but when I put out little pans of it, it has just frozen up so fast that I never knew if she had gotten any.  She is a 3 and a half year old survivor, so I have just presumed that she will survive if it’s meant to be.

Henny Penny tracks in the snow!
Henny Penny tracks in the snow!

Yesterday and today we have had some sun and daytime temps into the mid to upper 30s.  (Nice for some of the ice melting in the parking lot at work).  When I went out to chores this afternoon I was very pleasantly pleased to see all kinds of chicken prints in the snow between the two greenhouses, as well as some tossed hay in that greenhouse (as well as some plump chicken poops!).  When I was milking she was already roosting back in the milking greenhouse, but I am hoping that she continues to wander out in this lovely January thaw!

Just-after-sunset sky
Just-after-sunset sky

I was out just about the time the sun was setting, close to 4:25.  After I was finished with chores I took some photos of the sky in all its twilight beauty 🙂

 

Chicken update

It’s always the way.  We just get used to having chicken entertainment behind the house as well as up near the sheep and goat pens,  and things have changed again.  Bad Chicken #2, aka Chicken Licken, disappeared sometime in August.  I can’t say that I am altogether unhappy at not having to avoid a chicken underfoot on the back stairs as well as all her little surprises on the stairs and on the path, but chickens are such great animals they are addictive to watch.  And when the windows are open in the warm weather I could always just hear her soft clucking and chattering somewhere in the background, singing with the crickets and cicadas.  I still watch out for her as I go down the steps, but she seems to have disappeared very completely.  We have had some foxes in the area, and it wouldn’t surprise me if she went home with one of them.  Life in the chicken fast lane is sometimes not so pretty.

Henny Penny roosts at the corner of one of our greenhouses

Bad Chicken #1, aka Henny Penny, is stil alive and kicking however.  She roosts in a spot that I would have thought a little dangerous and open to an owl attack, but she seems to be hanging in there.  She has her own whole feeder which I have left in the hay greenhouse, always stocked with a little scratch and some layer pellets.  She is nice company at chore time, and dances around my feet hoping that I will drop some of the goat’s sweet feed as that is her all-time favorite.  And she is even leaving us eggs about 5 out of 7 days a week.  One green-blue egg a day in the long grass is kind of a nice treat for John in the morning.  We are grateful for anything she shares with us, and I look forward to her company each day!

Summer marching on, with chicken entertainment

I keep hoping that time will slow down and that somehow a few more days can be slipped into each of these precious summer weeks.  Too much to do, and some relaxing fun things would be lovely as well.

Watching the onset of the crazy weather through our skylights

The weather has had quite a few ups and downs… with some extremely hairy storms this past Tuesday evening.  I was at a meeting a little way down the peninsula and the wind was blowing and the rain came down in sheets for quite awhile.  After it began to let up, we all pointed to the slightly yellowy-grey weird sky color.  It’s what I call a tornado sky.  We all joked that it couldn’t be the case, but today I heard on the news that a tornado did touch down in Woolwich, which is just about 10 miles south of here on Route 1.  So we really weren’t crazy.   Of course, it measured a “0” on the Fujita Scale, but nevertheless, it was quite dramatic.  (Not that I want to see one come through here as more than a “0” at all.  We have enough crazy North Easters to deal with during the year).

Yesterday was fantastically gorgeous and I had serious intentions for dyeing or felting, but I ended up at work for the morning and when I came home I couldn’t resist sitting down with lunch and reading just one more chapter of the second book in Carol Drinkwater’s series about the olive farm that she and her husband took on in the south of France.  Being home alone, I ended up having another cup of coffee and I kept reading!  It was a delicious way to spend the afternoon, and now of course I want to read the third book, but sadly, do not have a copy yet.

Bad Chicken #2 on the back steps begging

Some of our daily entertainment involves our remaining two laying hens.  Bad Chicken #1 (aka Henny Penny) lives up with the sheep and goats, while Bad Chicken #2 (aka Chicken Licken) hangs out behind the house and in the garage.  They have both had a bout of broodiness which we tried to use to our advantage by adding some fertile eggs to Henny Penny’s nest.  We really should have bet on Chicken Licken as she gave those 17 eggs of hers almost 7 weeks.  Henny Penny’s nest was raided a short time after we got some good eggs under her and all of her eggs were eaten.  But our clucky #2 gave it her best.  And now she is really becoming a pest…  during her broodiness she only left the nest about twice a day, looking for food.  She puttered around under the bird feeder by the back door and so we began to throw some scratch out there for her.  I guess that wasn’t the smartest thing to do as now she comes right up onto the back steps and pecks at the screen door, making a big fuss, and leaving us other surprises on the stairs as well.  She and the chihuahua have faced off a little on each side of the door, but the chicken always wins that war of nerves!

Henny Penny survives again

Henny Penny rests in the shade

We knew it was a longshot.  Henny Penny (aka Bad Chicken) has been a resourceful survivor for two years now.  We couldn’t keep her in any pen right from the beginning and she has been a successful forager from the start.  We removed her rooster friends quite awhile ago now as they were beating her to pieces and almost killed her.

A few weeks ago she went clucky.  Right about the same time our other bad chicken went clucky.  Both have been sitting on massive piles of eggs.  Neither of them are in a very safe location as neither or them prefer to be caged in any way.  So bad chicken number 2 has a nest in the garage and she has been sitting on 17 eggs for just about 20 days now.  She comes out once or twice a day to forage for food and harass us around the back door.  I do not believe that she has any fertile eggs, but she will figure it out soon enough.

Henny Penny was a little behind her in timing.  When she began sitting on her eggs I went to a friend’s house and got 8 fertile eggs which we slipped into her nest while she was eating.  She has been doing really well, in a depression of dirt covered with weedy growth in the milking greenhouse.  It is definitely not a safe spot, open to the yard and paddock areas.  Every morning I go out and check to make sure she is still there, and up until today she has been doing very well.  When I went in there this morning I realized that she wasn’t there, but outside foraging for food.  Unusual, but not out of the question.  When I went in to look at her nest I realized that it was all askew.  Egg shells all over the place, with two whole eggs left in the weeds.

Henny Penny’s ravaged nest

Henny Penny survived to live another day, but I guess our experiment in having a hen hatch her eggs has come to a screeching halt!  At least Henny Penny is still with us.  I don’t know what attacked the nest, but she was smart enough to get out of the way before she got hurt!

More Henny Penny

Rooster boys and Henny Penny in the milking greenhouse

Our little brown chicken girl, Henny Penny, is still on the loose and still palling around with the two bad roo boys (I guess it’s the “good girl/bad boy attraction” here!).  They seem to have gotten through the winter pretty well, roosting in the milking greenhouse and just generally grazing the compost piles as well as the grain that I put out for them.  They got lucky that it was a mild winter, so things that are usually frozen in, are not this year.

After finding Penny’s egg nest last fall, I really had not been looking for an egg cache as I figured that the days were not long enough for her to be laying.  But the other day I stumbled upon the most

Henny Penny's nest

perfect little nest in the hay greenhouse.  Behind a tilted up pallet, tucked away between it and the greenhouse cover.  Amazing!  And now I crawl back there on my hands and knees to tease one egg out of the next for the day.  I am leaving 2 in there and I am hoping that she will continue to use that spot.  Way to go Henny Penny.  We love you :*)

The nest in question

When good chickens go bad

Snow Pea is appalled at the developments

Henny Penny has really gone around the twist.  Since the bad weather came upon us this past Wednesday, she has decided that her preferred roosting spot is not outside, but inside our milking greenhouse (which isn’t as weatherproof as it once was).  And not just in the greenhouse, but on the upper castle portion of the milk stand.  AARGH!  I wouldn’t mind so much if she waited until after hours, but we don’t have enough daylight to stretch it out, unfortunately.  And she won’t take no for an answer… I pick her off the stand over and over again, to no avail.  And the goats are not very pleased, to say the least (you can see the look on SnowPea’s face, and all she does is move closer to me and lean, hard!).  That darn chicken just keeps jumping back up onto the stand, and when I push her off, she pecks me!  The cheek!

My husband and I have spent at least an hour talking about what we can do.  She may have to go into a chicken crate while I milk.  We are going to try and create an alternative roost in the hopes that she will be tempted.  The goats are already so nervous when she is around, I am in danger of losing the whole bucket of milk.  I think Henny Penny needs to go back to charm school and learn a few manners :*)