No, I’m not talking about avian flu, but it is an illness and most definitely contagious. It can strike at any time. Symptoms: repeated murmurings along the lines of “I’d really like to get chickens someday”.
Someday has arrived for our friend, Tammy, who somehow (the details are a bit murky) acquired a trio of hens (definitely not spring chickens – she describes them as “old and warty”) and the most darling (if not, ahem, the most secure) little coop. Sometimes you just gotta do what you gotta do.
She has a buff Silkie, a bantam Cochin and a Japanese bantam, all rather long in the tooth at six years of age and apparently still occasionally laying. How lucky they are to have their new home and such a good mama to take care of them!
And, of course, she has Oliver, the best chicken flock guard EVER!
I’m hoping that Tammy gets some hardware cloth in her Christmas stocking. And some sweet baby chicks come spring…