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RE: The Woman That Turned Into A Cave, and Other Consequences of Sleep Deprivation
YOU HAVE A WAY WITH WORDS! I've been out to the coop in my jammies armed with a phone flashlight when I thought a coyote had inspired the harrowing noise, found nothing and went back to bed, but returned the next morning to a pile of feathers and one fewer chickens. The previous night I had clobbered myself on a low hanging branch and not counted at all and the straggler, who had straggled before but been rescued from the overhead branch of a tree just like this story, was no more.
Lucky me, there were no more kiddies wanting food and love in the mornings, so I could get enough sleep.
This story FLOATS MY BOAT. Well told! Love this
Poor thing. We got lucky that the bobcat stayed up late, showing up just after light so that Whitey had a chance at escape.
Have you noticed that your chickens act nuts the days before an attack? It has happened twice that the chickens don't want to put themselves up in the coop at dusk like normal the night or two before an attack. Over the last 8 years we have only had two wild animal incidents, and both times the animals must have harassed the chickens for nights before so that the chickens were pretty spooked. Unfortunately, I didn't learn from the first time because there were so many years in between them, and chickens are just nuts sometimes and you don't know why.
No one is a proper chicken owner until having gone out to the coop half dressed and gotten clobbered by a branch :)
Thanks so much for reading.