What a weekend this has been!
Being squeamish about killing the roosters - and to be honest the young ones were hardly a meal - we decided to give them to folks who wanted them for their own flocks. So we gave a few away. We kept Barry and a handsome Americauna (that will spell trouble - like his dad) and we still haven't got to the youngest of the flock.
Tropical Storm Danny arrived Saturday and brought a deluge of rain. From mid afternoon until mid early morning it just threw it down, then when the rain subsided a wind came. in the morning we were out checking on the chicken family only to find that Barry had company in his pen - and had lost his head. A mink had broken into his pen & killed him. We were quite disturbed by this - I actually had heard a ruckus going on & thought it was another rooster getting frisky with the girls! Wrong!! Poor Barry had no escape, what an awful death.
So now our chicken family is quite quiet! We have the one Americauna who now thinks he is Alpha, and the younger ones who haven't shown their true colours yet. AND we are uneasy in case the mink comes back - or brings friends. we have a live trap waiting to snare it, but thus far no mink. They have a fierce reputation.
What a sad time.