Chicken Drama (plus a slightly graphic photo)
Yeah your read the correctly: Chicken. Drama. So as you may know I have been doing this trial run with some Roosters a friend of mine has given me. We "lost" one of the first two but was doing really well with the remaining one. So my same awesome friend said she had some more roosters we could have; she brought over four of them. First night everything was dandy, everyone played nice and the next morning we opened the gate and let them explore. I may have been a little to confident in my chicken keeping skills because two of the new chickens would not go back into the designated chicken yard. I looked for them after dark as they are a little easier to handle then but I could not find them! So I thought well they'll just hunker down some place and I'll find them in the morning. That morning (yesterday) I get up when the Rooster Crows (literally) and go looking for the lost fowl. I could not find them. I found a pile of brown/tan feathers but no chicken matching said feathers. So after changing waters and feeding Peaches the Pig I head back to the house. I had been hearing Crows talking the entire time I was searching for the chickens but this time I heard it. The chicken squawk for help! I took off towards the sound and when I finally see the chicken who made the sound come running out of the woods towards me I gasped! He was missing almost all of his feathers! Side note: Not the same feathers I had found earlier that morning. Now, I have no idea how he lost them as the day before when I saw him he had all of his feathers (save for some on his head) but now he looks like this:
(He shall now be called Bettlegeuse)
I had to rush back to the house to get a crate, and my Brother to get this poor chicken. So after crawling though some brambles at 7am we got him back to the house. He was cold, thirsty and bald but other then that he was okay. So I spent the rest of the day giving him water with a syringe and keeping him wrapped up in a towel to keep him warm. This morning he was standing up and I let him move around outside for a bit. Fingers crossed he gets his feathers back because I'm not sure how accepting my family will be to having a house chicken.
The other three Roosters are all doing fine.
(They are now called from left to right: Dean, Sam & Cas)