...10.
last week, the boys were tucked in bed and kenny and i were watching a movie in our bedroom. it was around 10:30 and we were 20 minutes into the movie when we heard it: the sound of chickens screaming. screaming! loudly!
we knew exactly what was going on and kenny ran outside as quickly as i could pause the movie. they got louder and louder and then finally stopped once kenny got out there. he found one dead chicken, secured the
chicken tractor and came back in.
an hour later, we heard it again. this time, not as loud. and this time, i joined him outside. he found two more dead chickens (two araucaunas...blue egg-layers!) and four or five escapees. they must have gotten out where a raccoon got in. a raccoon: kenny's favorite animal is to blame for three chickens gone within an hour. i don't think he's got a favorite animal anymore.
so chickens do not see when it's dark. by this time, it was midnight and very dark, but the chickens who escaped were scared, so they ran. i put the deck lights on, and they found the light and ran to the deck. kenny and i carried them one-by-one into the coop, closed it up and said goodnight.
our chicken tractor served us well for 6 weeks, but since a 'coon found a way to get in, we need to re-engineer it for the spring and summer next year. it was a great system - a coop on wheels, and the chickens got fresh grass/grubs to eat on a daily basis, and we didn't have to mow up by the barn for at least the past 6-7 weeks. but we'll put it away for the cold months now, and we'll fix up the chicken pen and keep them in the coop for the fall/winter.
unfortunately, the incident left the chickens scared-eggless. they stopped laying for a few days, but i think they're beginning to lay more.
i am not emotionally attached to these chickens like i am a family pet. but still, we are their caretakers, and i can't help but feel as though we let them down by not protecting them enough. the tractor was secure for a long time...and i guess you can never tell when a raccoon will be smart enough to find some food. but i still feel a bit responsible. i know it's all in the life of a homesteader, but i wish we were immune to it, i guess.