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- Egg-laying Jette pecking the others, asserting her dominance
- Old Henna and Cleo the Runt too weak and scared
- Separating Jette to let the others heal

πŸ” It's been a while, so here's another #chicken update!

TL;DR
- Rehomed Jette to a bigger group down the street
- Cleo and Henna were both laying eggs, yay!
- Cleo finally grew up and started to attack Henna
- When we couldn't separate them last weekend, Cleo won the pecking war, and Henna ended up with a bloody comb. Neither of them has laid since, due to the stress.
- PLOT TWIST: We will add four new #hens on Saturday! Hopefully, this will ease the tension for the hens.

πŸ‘‰ More detailed ramblings in the comments.


Photos:
1. My darling Henna last Sunday. The black stuff on her comb is dried blood. I captured her mid-drink, that's why her neck is a bit wet.
2. Jette making first contact in her new group.


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This is all so stressful! 😫 I can't even offer a funny aside because I imagine this is absolutely zero fun. πŸ˜” Poor Henna! I really, really, really hope that adding the new bunch helps. Someone needs to give Cleo a proper smackdown.
Haha, thanks! It's not that I'm close to tears, they're still fun to watch and silly and entertaining. It's just so frustrating because they're so duuuumb. 😭 Unfortunately, the new hens are still very young, so no smackdown in sight. But maybe Cleo will wear herself out going after 5 chickens at the same time πŸ˜…
Oh, I'm glad you're okay. I'd be a mess. I'm a thousand miles away and my heart is breaking for Henna! 😭
I'm fine when I'm here, but it's a different story when we're away. πŸ˜‚ Last weekend, we kept checking the camera app constantly, and I was really stressed because I could only ever see one hen. I was so relieved when, an hour before we got home, I finally spotted a second head popping out of the chicken house! Turns out Henna had been hiding inside, and once we were back, I understood why. πŸ₯Ί
The chicken house is their safe space, so whenever they're scared or unwell, that's where they go. Unfortunately, there's only one entrance, so if the attacker follows them inside, it's carnage. πŸ™ˆ
Last year, we lost our first hen, Toffi, on Good Friday while we were at my in-laws'. On Thursday evening, we saw one chicken under the house on the camera, which seemed really suspicious, so we already feared the worst. The next morning, our neighbours called to say she'd died. Kiddo was in tears, and my husband and I drove home (we live an hour away), buried her, and made it back in time for an Easter lunch. πŸ₯²
We never found out what happened to Toffi, as she had no visible injuries. But other chicken owners had warned us that chickens can sometimes just drop dead. Like, literally. 😳
Oh my fucking god. The chicken trauma is real. 😭😫 I think I'll stick with a dozen eggs in cardboard.