My husband managed to snap this cell phone picture of our four month-old chicken, Ida, during her first encounter with a baby possum. The presence of a baby possum in our backyard is not a good thing–possums, skunks, and raccoons will all go after a chicken dinner when they can–but it was nonetheless quite entertaining to see little Ida process this new information. She's quite bold for such a little thing–the other chickens flapped their wings and ran away in terror, but Ida marched right along behind the possum until he finally vanished.
For those of you who have been wondering how our separate flock situation is working out: we do still have them separated. The two youngsters, Ida and Lady Bird, are sleeping in a makeshift pen in the run, and the adults sleep in the coop as usual. They are now able to free range without supervision during the day. They mostly stay away from each other, and if they do get too close, the younger birds are big enough and fast enough to get out of the way. Soon it'll be time to start locking them all up together for short periods while I sit outside and listen for signs of trouble.
Like I've got that kind of time. But for now, anyway, it seems like the only way to get them back together as a flock.Posted by Amy Stewart on June 16, 2010 at 4:17 am, in the category Uncategorized.