Two nights ago, Chris, my grandson and I were hurriyng through chores in the face of a storm on it's way here.
we were doing the water, and checking the fence, etc. HURRYING.
I hurried too much, and the front henspa door came open behind me as we
That very afternoon, we had moved the bin with the bird seed (wild bird)
and the bin with the cat food out to the henhouse, to get it out
of the contractor's way in the house.
When we pulled up yesterday morning, the
front door of the henspa was wide open.
I groaned and looked at Chris, and asked
him to please go look and see how many hens were dead.
Imagine my surprise when he came out and said "ZERO".
I was pleased, too. Really pleased. The darn coons
had gotten in, knocked the top off the plastic
"can" that the cat food is in, and had shredded one of the bags.
I am not sure why they didn't get into the other bag that
was in the can.
Last night, I left the door shut, and locked it on the inside. I went
out the side door. I have to be VERY careful, as I do not know what happened to the keys.
I always block the pophole with three landscaping pavers.
8:41, I'm double checking the door again.
9:16, one of the babies comes calling.
Oh, they tried.
Someone else tried, too. I do NOT think that's one of the babies, I think that is the
cat abandoned by my previous tenant. Poor little thing. I have seen it crossing the road several times, but it has not found the food I leave out during the day for it. (at least not so far).
They all came back one more time, then gave up for the night.
Speckles follows me around when I am out there. She likes to lay her beautiful eggs in different places, there is a cat carrier inside the door and we found 4 eggs in it the other day.
Today, she tried hard to lay one in the contractor's truck!
He is going to have to keep his doors closed, his bins holding tools and supplies look like nest boxes!
Work is progressing on the farm house... I am picking out finishes, etc., and we are getting closer... closer ...