Gertie was kept in protective custody in the old coop during the day and, for warmth, went into a cat cage in the new coop at night for a couple of days. Too much light can stress them, so I turned off the lights in the coop and went with natural light only. Boredom is another issue and I hung some veggies from the rafters and spread scratch around to give them something to forage for. Every attempt to reintroduce Gertie failed.
The final suggestion was to isolate Maude and make her lose her place in the pecking order. Actually, the final suggestion was to put Maude in a soup pot. A neighbour offered to kill her for me, if I didn't like to eat her after I killed her myself. Yes please. And, next, will you put Maeve on a skewer for me to BBQ. Nope, that's not gonna happen!
So Maude went to jail. ~
She was furious and paced up and down the run non stop. At night she came in the main coop with Dizzy Lizzy and Gertie went in the cat cage. This was getting to be a royal pain, shuffling chickens around!
After a week, Maude got all sulky and sat in the nesting box refusing to eat. ~
Gertie and Lizzy don't care. They get to pull apart the fallen limb that I hauled into the pen and eat bugs. Yum! ~
By the end of week two, Maude starts looking pretty sickly. Is she really sick, starving herself out of pique or dying from a broken heart because I won't let her in with the others? I'm no good at discipline!
So, today I decide to start fresh. I break out my brand new wheelbarrow (the first thing I bought when I sold my rental property) and get ready to haul the manure out of the coop. I let it build all winter and just added fresh straw on top. It's supposed to keep the coop warmer if you do that.
Doesn't the wheelbarrow look great with my snazzy boots? ~
I hope you aren't reading this while eating breakfast. It gets kind of gross! I've checked the girls over for mites and lice and don't see any (told you it was gross) but I want to make sure there aren't any in the coop. They feast on the birds and make them anemic.
That manure was a good 12" deep and compacted so hard I couldn't get a shovel through it. It took an old fashioned, metal pitchfork and a garden pick to break that stuff up!
Here's a beauty shot for you. At least I'm wearing pink gloves for a feminine touch. ~
Several hours later and, with some extra help from my sister and BIL, the coop still isn't pretty but it is clean! ~
Maude was loose all afternoon and finally started eating.
We have three chickens together and none are bleeding! Yay!!! ~
Mind you, Gertie flat out refused to come in that coop for the night unless I put her in the cat cage. We'll work on that one next.
By the time this posts it will be Easter Sunday. I hope every one of you feels the spirit of renewal and the joy of the season! ~
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I'd be vomiting all over those boots if I had to do that, seriously lolReplyDelete
Do you know of this site Maureen?
http://www.the-chicken-chick.com/ - if you don't you should check them out!
Its all about tough love, I think chickens might not be in my future.ReplyDelete
Can't really blame Gertie for not risking nights out of the cat cage.
I love the bright colours coming from the wheelbarrow and the gloves, happy Easter and happy spring
Oh dear, Maureen. That is a lot of drama and work for you. In all this I gather you sold the rental and that is wonderful news. I was lucky to get a new wheelbarrow at a yard sale but much prefer my rusted out leaky old one. Happy Easter, OliveReplyDelete
that postcard is the perfect end to this post. hope the girls get along and stay well. so much work! happy Easter.ReplyDelete
All Lizzie Borden!!! You crack me up! I'm glad there is peace in the coop and you can relax a little! Now get out your spray paint and put some pink polka dots on those farm boots girl!!!ReplyDelete
Glad they are getting along better. Love the idea of the polka dots! Thanks so much (in advance) for looking after the cats.ReplyDelete
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How I love 'PEACE'. Hope it continues now. I'm very 'iffy' on ever having chickens.ReplyDelete
Have a great Easter and hope the bunny leaves you some chocolate eggs. :)
ha ha,...you're such a good chicken mom. I have those exact same boots, lol.ReplyDelete
Darn that Maude.ReplyDelete
Going to check out the site Suzan mentioned.
Oh boy, I bet you are glad there are only the three of them. I am sure learning a lot from you though...do you think letting them run around kinda free for the afternoon did the trick?ReplyDelete
Happy Easter to you too! CathyDelete
I had to scroll down and get all caught up on "Days of our Chickens". Yes, I am thinking soup pot. :)ReplyDelete
I do hope they learn to get along.
Today I am rejoicing that the tomb was empty. Wishing you and yours a very Happy Easter!
Hope you had a peaceful Easter! Wow! I commend you on your patience with the gals...it is hard work, indeed!
My...it is like having 3 toddlers. I don't think I could have chickens as I get caught up in the drama of my critters.ReplyDelete
wonderful dear Maureen! You are the chicken whisperer. i love that you figured something out and that there is peace for now, without someone ending in the pot. and the pink gloves are gorgeous!ReplyDelete
These stories are so great. Who knew chickens were so emotional!ReplyDelete
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I loved reading every word! How interesting, so glad the neighbor did not have to do the deed and everyone is together with no blood!! We will stay tuned for the rest of the story!ReplyDelete