Molting Time

Once or twice a year, my birds decide to drop all their feathers and grow new ones. It’s molting time, and it’s messy.  There are feathers everywhere, and the girls look a bit haggard. They also stop laying eggs during the molt, bummer! One way to help them move through the process a bit faster is to up the protein. Scatter a few handfuls of cat kibble in with their regular feed to help.

Anyway, the molt  reminded me of last year’s family vacation to Jersey Shore. We visited a small zoo. It was strapped for resources, but they obviously cared about their animals and were working hard to make a nice environment for them. The most memorable animal? Not the lion (although his roar was awesome!). The honor didn’t go to an mpressive wild animal, it went to Henry, the rooster. Check this guy out:

Apparently I was not the only one taken aback by poor Henry. They had this sign posted on the fence around his pen:

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A Neighborhood Case Study: People and Chickens Co-Existing! REALLY!

Enjoy this video from Urban Chicken Advocates of Nashville!

A Neighborhood Case Study: People and Chickens Co-Existing! REALLY! from UCAN on Vimeo.

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Opossum in the Chicken Coop!

The great chicken nemesis, the opossum, found a way into the coop this evening. Fortunately for my ladies, she was a very young predator. She did manage to frighten my birds into a cackling frenzy, chasing them off their perch and into the run. Scott found her, desperately clutching the wire at the top of the run, trying to find a way out. My years volunteering for a wildlife rehab prepped me for opossum removal (although she was fast and wiggly and I lost her on the first grab). I finally got her, and set her free.

Opossums eat chickens. We’ll have to review the coop in the daylight tomorrow to find the breach. In the meantime, I locked the door to the roosting area. Unfortunately, the opossum will return, and she’ll quadruple in size.

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Urban Chickens Advocates of Nashville Story in The City Paper

Urban Chickens Advocates of Nashville (UCAN) was featured in a City Paper story about the ongoing chicken saga in Nashville. My favorite quote is from Metro Councilman Jim Gotto, who called UCAN’s goal “lofty and noble,” while adding, “the unintended consequences could be disastrous.” What, exactly, could be disastrous about passing legislation that tightly regulates the number of hens a property owner could have? Seriously?

If someone does break the law and crams 50 roosters on a 1/8 acre plot, it won’t be because of any proposed legislation. The pro-chicken bill, which suffered a defeat in 2009, restricted the number of hens to 6, with a minimum area and distance from neighbor’s houses.

There are many comments on the story, mostly written by morons. One of the few informed comments comes from Nash615 who points out:

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Whenever an opponent to a bill says “well, we don’t have the resources to enforce this” they are also pointing out that we currently don’t have the resources to enforce the current legal state of affairs.

“We don’t want to enforce a more clear law on chickens so don’t vote for it.” is not an argument. By that logic they can’t enforce the current muddy law which says maybe you can and maybe you can’t have chickens.

This is an argument-sounding statement, but it’s not an argument. In fact it’s basically saying nothing other than “we can’t enforce the laws we have on the books, so why bother changing them?”

Which is just another way of saying “the laws on the books are basically meaningless.”

I recommend that if you want to have chickens you go ahead and get chickens. Either laws forbidding them won’t be enforced (probably), or the “argument” against clarifying the rules is worthless, in which case you can now push to legalize your reasonable desire to keep chickens in the USD.

As a friend recently said on this topic, “civil disobedience is greatly underrated.”

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I could not have expressed this better, kudos Nash615, whoever you are.

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Close Call With a Sharp-Shinned Hawk

I can hear my hens squawking from their coop. Josie had a very close call with a sharp-shinned hawk this morning. I was standing about five feet away when it landed on her back! It bailed on the chicken-breakfast-project quickly, probably because I was there. SSH’s are quite small, so I am not sure it could have carried her off. Josie didn’t seem to know what was happening, just let out a “WTF?” squawk and made her way back into the coop. I need to check her back for injuries today, just as soon as I finish hosting my next webinar. Ah, life in the burbs.

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