We found a little fawn right next to our garden fence these days! It was hiding in the tall grass next to the farm track leading over to the nearby fields that runs along there. So we kept back, watching (and photographing) from a distance and waiting to see what it would do. Now, fawns are left alone by their mother on a regular basis, well hidden and camouflaged against potential predators, but we noticed this one was literally screaming in intervals, as if in pain.
The chickens have moved to their new palace recently! The old wooden coop was finally rotten beyond repair – I suppose this type of pre-fabricated wooden structure is not meant to last forever anyway. So a new one had to happen and I put much emphasis on durability and strength. This in mind while doing some research, I came across “Nestera ™” coops from the UK on the internet, read several different reviews and finally bought one. Here’s an overview.
My pretty, little, good girl Hilde died from a colic yesterday 🙁 She was one of the “senior staff” in the flock and the real leaderess of the pack. She gifted us many delicious eggs, always lively and cheerful.
Unfortunately, most sick animals won’t let you recognize any symptoms or weaknesses until it’s far too late, so we might not have reacted in good time. Sickness, winter and humid cold seem to have tipped her over the edge. Although we kept her warm and cozy close to the radiator in our living room, and – following the vet’s recommendation – giving her vitamins and concentrated food, she finally didn’t make it.
Poor little Hilde, I hope she lived her best chicken life in my backyard chicken’s playground.
The chicken girl-gang in my backyard. All of them have names, they do indeed have different personalities and they’re living their best lives in their little universe, doing their fun and exciting chicken things all day long.
So here’s an image-collection of my big, beautiful, bulky and brave still-a-kitten Lady of the House “Gattina”. A german slang word for a cute small kitten is “Maunzele” (“Meower”) and that’s what I still call her – and “Gattina” is Italian for “Kitten” – that says it all, although she’s really more of a “Big Mama” by now… 🙂
After over two years of keeping (hopefully happy) chickens in my backyard now, here are my girl’s top treats (occasionally and aside from their normal ⤷ laying grains and ⤷ grain feed diet):
My kitchen sink drained very slowly and not properly anymore (that’s ok after 10 years of ample use). Thanks to the vastness of the internet I came across an easy and convenient manly hint on the topic requiring only household items, so I tried that.
The summary? In my case, this did actually work 🙂 Here’s how:
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