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The Coop as Convent



Definitely a girls' club.

From Storey's Guide to Raising Chickens:

"Two temporary methods--brailing and clipping--are used to control young birds that will eventually grow too heavy to fly. Brailing involves wrapping one wing with a soft cord so the wing can't be opened for flight. Clipping, the most common method of controlling the flight of backyard chickens, involves using sharp shears to cut off the first ten flight feathers of one wing. Clipping causes a bird to lack the balance needed for flight...Two permanent flight-control methods, pinioning and tenectomy, are more often used for game birds than for chickens...Pinioning, like clipping, controls flight by creating a lack of balance between a bird's two wings. it is a surgical procedure requiring sharp shears to remove the tip of one wing at the last joint...Tenectomy calls for removal of a section of one wing's tendon..."

Walkabout is not a small hen. Heck, I thought she was already too heavy to fly. Lightweight netting secured over the run is also suggested.

But here's the deal. Walkabout marches to her own drummer. She doesn't care if she's with the flock or not. She's the only hen in the bunch that feels this way. The others go everywhere in pairs or in hordes. What one does, the others do. Except Walkabout. A rugged individualist with the brains to get herself out of the cage and free. In my heart, I identify with her. So as long as the weather holds the fox and other predators at bay, I can't do it. While I see the danger that she doesn't and while I have the responsibility for her, I also feel for her desire to go her own way. I can't blame her for 'going over the wall.' Crazy chicken. Crazy owner.

That's not Walkabout in the userpic. She was on the OTHER side of the fence.

Frog Out

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sallytuppence
Jan. 3rd, 2007 11:12 pm (UTC)
I'm with you! Let Walkabout roam free! Until the fox goes after her, of course.

And with a coop like that, she's sure to come home now and then!

juliabk
Jan. 4th, 2007 08:33 pm (UTC)
You need to put up some sexier posters than that if you want to keep her home! How about a peacock or two. Maybe a tall, dark and handsome emu? Or would she prefer a feisty little Bantam strutting his stuff on the wall?
birdhousefrog
Jan. 4th, 2007 09:22 pm (UTC)
well since the girls gave me the calendar for xmas, it must be to their taste. And let's not mention peacocks in weatherdude's hearing, ok? He keeps talking about adding them to the general menagerie, along with ducks, geese, turkeys and guinea hens. Apparently, you can mail order assorted chicks-in-a-box. No, no and no.
juliabk
Jan. 4th, 2007 09:55 pm (UTC)
And let's not mention peacocks in weatherdude's hearing, ok?

But they have such *lovely* cries!
birdhousefrog
Jan. 4th, 2007 10:08 pm (UTC)
indeedy they do. and I much enjoy hearing them on a summer's night from a neighboring property. far away.
juliabk
Jan. 4th, 2007 10:20 pm (UTC)
You mean you don't want to hear the crying of tortured souls coming from your backyard in the wee hours of the morning? Whyever not?
birdhousefrog
Jan. 4th, 2007 10:28 pm (UTC)
I thought that's what kids were for. You mean I could have had the same effect with just a peacock? Geez, now you tell me.
juliabk
Jan. 4th, 2007 10:33 pm (UTC)
Oh, sure. I mean, I kinda missed out since my kid was always pretty quiet (now she's a teenager - you do the math - though she's the one telling *ME* to turn down my music, so I guess I don't have room to talk ;-). But there were peacocks down the street and around two corners where I grew up. Sounded like the bowels of hell opened up to warn us sinners of our fates.

Either that or maybe there really was a bobcat in the woods and the birds were just constantly on edge. :-)
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