Chicken Keepers of Daz3D
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Show me your chickens and your most humorous and memorable stories of your tiny dinosaurs xD
I offer my easter egger, Stiletto. She's a loud little menace that jumps the fence and has taught the others to do so too. She is quite literally the funniest creature I've ever had.
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I will confess I don't keep chickens, having had experience with my parent's Vertical Take Off Bantams when they had a flock. Fun, but a nightmare to corral or put away at night. We did have one Bantam hen, by the name of 'Becky' which she responded to, who sat on any eggs (regardless if they were hers) to incubate them, and was a fantastic mum to the chicks that hatched. When my parents got the farm, there were thousands of rotting eggs on the tops of the cob barn walls. The hens had made hollows on the 18" wide wall top and laid eggs in the hollows, and because they were too high, the previous owners never collected the eggs laid, and they just rotted over several years. There were up to 50 eggs in a little scrape. It wasn't fun clearing that lot up... We inherited all the previous owner's Bantams because they couldn't catch any of them. When we tried, it took 6 of us and a net over an hour to catch each one. The wretched creatures spent most of the time just laughing at us... I can remember the first time we cornered a Bantam hen between two walls and us with a big net.. the hen waited and waited and then launched straight up flapping vigorously until reaching the safety of the top of the stable wall, where it stopped, looked down at us and crowed gleefully. We were stunned by the vertical take off ability, never having come across chickens with it before.
Currently all flocks of 50 or more birds (or if any meat or eggs are not for home consumption) in England need to be kept indoors due to the risk of Bird Flu and there are some areas where even pet birds need to be kept indoors. (see here). It does rather put a dampner on owning chickens, and as the regulations seem to change almost weekly, it's difficult to keep up. With the spring wild bird migration starting, I can see things getting more restrictive again soon.
Regards,
Richard.
When I was little, my uncle acquired an orange hen from some guy he knew. The hen had her beak filed down, so her face was deformed, and her tail feathers were plucked out. My cousin received her as his pet and they tried to care for her. We (my cousin and I) named her "Henny Penny," but just called her "Penny." She was brought into the house at night and slept in a large cardboard box. During the day, she roamed around the backyard.
Clearly, my family was very kind to Penny because I don’t ever recall her being mean, unless she was kinda broody. She followed us around when my cousin and I went to play in the backyard, and she even made her way towards the gate when she saw my uncle's truck or my aunt's sedan pull up to the driveway.
She died of illness several years later and my cousin was devastated. His parents tried to buy him other chickens but it just wasn’t the same. Plus, there's lots of cats and other animals around in the neighborhood that would prey on chicks. So Penny was basically irreplaceable.
My neighborhood is similarly risky, even though some neighbors have chickens. I'd love to have one of my own, someday.
Maybe you need a taller fence lol. I have flock of 200 birds that eat seed poop lay eggs (that turn into little fledglings) etc but they are 1.5 inches up to 10 inches in length and are spoiled rotten. Their home is in a huge redwood avairy.
I housesat six very long weeks for aquaintances who had chickens (plus a possum slaughtering miniature fox terrier...the blood I had to clean up!). Anyway when they came home they said "where's our bantam?!", "What bantam?!". Turns out it went missing the first day and I had no idea it had even been there. They are definite escape artists.
Bantams are escape artists. I rather felt my parents had 'Chickens' and some 'Bantams'.
The chickens were fine, the Bantams were more fun, more scrappy, more inquisitive and generally nuts, even the farm cats stayed away from them. The chickens just.. clucked, ate and laid eggs. Or tried to avoid the overweight Marram cockerel. He was so overweight he had to hide behind buiding corners to catch the hens with one foot otherwise he'd never get to tread them (when that happened, the poor hen's legs collapsed sideways and they had to endure maybe 3x their weight standing on their backs). He never once caught a Bantam.
We did once have all the Bantams in the kitchen after the dog flap stuck open and the Bantams came in to investigate first the boot room and then the kitchen. Fortunately they got no further before being discovered. None of the Chickens followed the Bantams through the dog flap. Another time a pregnant goat tried to go through the dog flap, but never the chickens.
My parents' first farm cat was a small cat we called 'Poppy', but had to re-home him after he came back with our neighbour's prize cockerel dead over his back, neck in his mouth. It was a HUGE kill for a small cat and he was so proud of himself. But it was just too much and he had to go.
Regards,
Richard
Part way through the interminable housesit I heard a funny noise in the sitting room through the wall at maybe 3am. Got up, opened the door and turned on the light, stared in amazement, turned off light and slammed the door. Standing in the middle of the room was a very befuddled looking pied stilt. I'm not fond of up close encounters with birds but I found a big towel, went back in, gathered it up and took it out to the nearest paddock and let it go. Was it the dog, did it get inside by itself, bucket if I know.