I just scared off a kestrel that was attacking a hen. The hawk was smaller than the hen, but fierce! I was almost on top of him before he let her go and flew off. Buster (the rooster) alerted me that something was wrong or he would have finished her off for sure. The chicken he was attacking is in the cage in the basement, but she looks pretty bad. I don't know if she will make it. So much death. I will try my best to save her.
Yes, Tashi got a couple, but not all. Tashi is doing very well around the chickens. I am letting her out alone (with the shock collar on) a couple of times a day. Of course, she is always where I can see her. I think she will be able to stay here with us on the farm.
My free range chicken experiment will have to cease. Not much I can do in this weather, but I am going to have to build a permanent pen for them. I viewed them as fly eradicators when I got them, but I feel so differently about them now. The thing I like best is how chatty they are, with me and with each other. I will do what I have to do to make a home for them.
I just checked the hen. She is on her feet and clucking, but there is a lot of blood. I gave her some vinegar water. That is all I can do for now. Buster started squawking again and I went outside in time to see the hawk flying away. I did a head count and could only find nine. There should be ten, plus the one in the pen downstairs. It was hard to believe he could have carried one off, but I couldn't find her. They wandered back to the Moop and into the trees that surround it, where I know they will be safe. When I went into the Moop to finish my count, there was #10, inside. And three eggs in a nest. She must have been inside doing her thing while all of the excitement was happening in the yard by the garden.
The kestrel was back for a third time. I was out in the barn helping with Lucy when I heard Buster squawking again. I ran out of the barn in time to see the hawk on top of a chicken. He flew off. What am I going to do?