Sunday, July 10, 2011

RIP Crazy Chicken

Not the actual perpetrator...

Looks like the bobcat won this round.  Our poor old Crazy Chicken did not survive the wounds she received from the neighborhood bobcat on Friday morning.  I had let the five front-coop chickens out earlier than usual because I had to leave for the day.  Apparently, the bobcat was out early, too.  Judah the Great Pyrenees, and the other chickens let me know we had a problem down by the creek, but by the time I got down there, it was too late.  I found the bobcat with CC in its mouth and yelled at it to go away.  It dropped CC and disappeared to the other side of the creek.  CC survived for a few hours, but the injuries were just too bad.

Avian Ambassador with infinite patience.  Ok, sort of infinite.

It's so risky to get attached to chickens, with their free-ranging, free-wheeling lifestyle that leaves them vulnerable to predator attack.  Of course, we try to minimize those risks, but there's no place where the risk is zero.  We try to balance the chicken's quality of life where they are able to stretch, flap, hunt for juicy bugs, sunbathe, dirtbathe, and generally act like real chickens, against the ever-present threat of racoons, hawks, fast cars, and bobcats.

Crazy hopped into the truck cab for a ride.
"Crazy" got her name because she acted so silly - thinking she was a human with the authority to go wherever people went.  For that reason, she was wonderful to pick up and show our farm guests how soft a chicken's feathers feel, and how gentle they can be.  This naive friendliness was very likely her undoing.

She came in a box of 15 day-old chicks, three and a half years ago.  I had ordered 5 New Hampshire Reds, 5 Ameraucanas, and 5 Golden Laced Wyandottes.  The Wyandottes are the squawkiest and the orneriest, which helps them survive the dangers of free-ranging.  There are three Wyandottes and one Ameraucana left, and Crazy was the last NHR.  They're just too trusting.  Four chickens left out of that original 15 who called the front coop home.

Crazy really wants Bennett's lunch.
Out for an evening stroll.
Enjoying some cool summer watermelon with the girls.
Crazy was one great chicken, and she will be missed by a very large fan club.

7 comments:

  1. Anonymous6:29 PM

    So sorry on your loss of Crazy Chicken. She was such a presence on the farm and will be sorely missed by you and all of the farm followers. Alpacamama

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  2. steph43086:38 PM

    Blasted bobcat! So sorry Cindy. Can't help but get attached to the old gals

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  3. She really differentiated herself with her kooky personality. That's what made her irresistible.

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  4. We've got lots of bobcats. No more ducks or geese in the pond. Saw him/her just taking its time through the backyard one day with a squirrel tail dangling from its mouth. Just wish it would kill our moles. However, our red-tail hawk does a pretty good job most of the time. So sorry for your loss.

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  5. I sure enjoyed chatting with CC. I'll miss her being the first one to welcome me when I walked out your front door. Glad she had such a good life.

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  6. I'm sorry to hear that.

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  7. Oh my! I can't believe you caught the bobcat in the act! We've seen one about a mile from the farm but not on our property...yet. What a shame to lose your friendly chicken. They do seem to be the first to go to the predators. :(

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