Marsala got hit pretty hard by the "one over" neighbor's unlawfully unleashed dag IN OUR BACK YARD just 30min short of roosting time.
I told everyone to quit looking for her because they're just scaring her deeper off the property and the coop is "home & safety".
Sunset should bring her home if she isn't looking for a place to die.
She came while I was doing my "treats" call a few minutes after the other four girls hit the roost pegs. She was coming home regardless to my calls or scratching my ass
while worrying about her. She only has two right wing feathers and lost a ton of the soft
downy hinnie feathers.
I think that she will be fine and that the dag was just wanting to play or her chest would have been crushed along with all the injuries that would include.
I know that they are just livestock, BUTT!!! hens are like kids and have their very own personality. Marsala, Barred Plymouth Rock, is
always mellower than Dr. Johnny Fever on nitrous oxide.
Wife is at work, Kennestone Peds ER 7pm-7am. Ain't telling her shit till the bacon is sizzling, hash browns spitting and her glass of Merlot is poured and two
deep slugs have got into her gullet.
Thanks to those that know about a Vet.
I really just want a vet that will look her over for puncher wounds
Rules: 58yrs young