Luck Runs Out

It had been quite a while since an eagle had made a move on one of our chickens out in the pasture.

Despite having two good roosters on the job, I suppose it was inevitable that it would happen at some point. So many raptors around here. Everyone looking for a tasty morsel to take home for dinner.

At least I was home when it happened. I was upstairs carding some wool and I heard the commotion.

Raced out to the pasture to see the attack in progress, and managed to disrupt the eagle’s plan by causing a scene like the crazy chicken woman that I am. 😉

No tasty morsel for you!

I collected up my poor chicken and went about assessing the damage. She’s intact, but her back is pretty ripped up. She’s a really healthy, feisty chicken, so I hope that will give her an advantage in recovering from this attack. I’ve got her wounds dressed with gauze and covered with a chicken saddle. She’ll have to stay in a crate for a while so i can get her healed up. She’s not thrilled about that.

But having another unexpected special-needs chicken meant that I had to come to terms with the fact the my poor gimpy chicken wasn’t responding to physical therapy, and was growing weaker. I felt like I’d done as much for her as I could, and it wasn’t going anywhere. So I had to admit failure and let her go. That was hard.

So one chicken saved, one chicken buried. Enough pasture drama for one weekend.

The peace is restored, for now.

4 Comments

  1. Donna

    I am sorry. As you know, we have been struggling with multiple poultry predators recently. I hope she makes it and dory for the one you said goodbye to.

    Reply
    • denisemor

      Yep. All the meat eaters out there love chicken. I hope she makes it too- I’ve found that chickens do have a remarkable ability to heal, but can be somewhat difficult patients 😉

      Reply

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