More eggs. A bigger run. A predator

Exploring the new extension

Two eggs today + erection of extended run
Total eggs 14 though there are fears that we may not reach 15 or 16.

For no real reason at about 7pm I just thought I'd check all was well only to discover a fox sniffing around on top of the run. I suppose having spent most of the day with the chickens running around in the garden (and being quite vocal at egg laying time) the fox became very aware of the availability of tasty meal. I wonder if it's merely a matter of time?

Dozen

Thursday 29th January 1 brown egg (NERA)
Friday 30th January 1 egg (Amber) = 12 in total
We've made a dozen eggs!

Heres half of them!

Tuesday was another Two Egg day

Tuesday 27th Jan two eggs again.

Wednesday 28th Jan nothing today but didn't expect any after yesterday's exertions. Apparently the egg making process takes minimum 25 hours (can anybody advise if I'm wrong?)

Total eggs to date =10 Not bad considering I wasn't really expecting anything 'til about now-ish.

Found out that our second layer is the Amber (the white one) so - two laying, one to go...

Began work today on constructing a simple coop extension. Feeling a little guilty about the limited space they have when they are 'in' and when I'm not around to let them roam the garden. Will post some pics of my brilliant woodwork skills soon.

Quick Update

pic NOT to scale All eggs similar size!

I know they're only eggs but our chickens laid them...

Saturday 24 January 2009 - no eggs

Sunday 25th January 2 eggs - our first two egg day

Think we have a new layer as one new egg is larger & faintly speckled)

Monday 26th January 1 egg - speckled again

Eggs to date - 8 well on our way to our first dozen

Costs this week 2 bags corn - £1.00

In The Blood

I'm feeling all web savvy and hi-tech as I sit on a train writing this yet feeling strong links to the past. I'm on my way back to London after a short visit to my dad in the north of England. We spent a happy couple of hours looking through the old photos. As you do.

We came across this one above. Previously unseen by me and taken in the early 1960's it's of my Aunt and cousins on their farm in Llansoy, South Wales. Correct me if I'm wrong but aren't they chickens? Clearly it's in the blood.

Eggs to date - 4

and again

Third egg yesterday. Aren't chickens brilliant?

There's a weirdness to all of this. Even us townies know where eggs come from. We probably eat an egg in one form or another every day, yet there's a fundamental thing about being involved in part of that process in no matter how small a way. 

The look on Ruby's (aged 5) face said it all. When we opened the nest box and discovered the first egg and she ran off through the house shouting to mum at the top of her voice THEY'VE LAID AN EGG!!

There's something deep.

Henhouse

People have been asking what the chicken run/henhouse looks like in situ. It looks like this. Approx dimensions 1.8m long x 1.2m high 0.75m deep (6' x 4' x 2.5' for older generation readers like me)

Bottom picture is of cutting the wire to put under the coop to stop foxes digging under. Not sure if they would do this but it seemed make sense. The morning after we installed the wire we got the first egg. Chickens felt more secure. Obviously.

Then it happened again

...and on Sunday January 18th the miracle has happened again. How do they do that? A posting from Kirsty at HensforHomes informs us that it's from the Bovans Nera (black one) so well done Nera! Hope you appreciate the 'farmhouse' gingham tea-towel.

Frying pan

...so we ate that one and it was delicious...

EGG!

Well. 23 nights after bringing them home and much earlier than we were led to expect, here it is. No idea who laid it...

This thing works!

Unexpected problems

...and the rolling pin wouldn't touch it so I had to use a hammer.

When we bought our starter pack of 3 chickens + woodchips, feed, feeders, grit, 'how to look after chickens' leaflet etc etc there was also a bag of mixed corn. So what?

Well this bag of corn soon became the best weapon in my armoury - a failsafe method of enticing the blighters back into the coop after a brief sojourn in the garden. They love it (you can see them tucking in on the video a couple of posts back). It soon ran out however and a trip to the local pet shop for more corn was called for. This new stuff just isn't good enough however and I found myself subtley stalking the bovans nera (black with gold neck) round the garden via various piles of leaves and gnarly bushes to get her back in. Once I'd extracted the thorns from my flesh I emailed Kirsty (www.hensforhomes.co.uk) to find out why they wouldn't eat the new stuff.

What they need is mixed corn and what I'd bought was straightforward corn (still in the husk) and it's too hard for them to get into. Not one to waste a quid I set about the new corn with a rolling pin and began to see it from the chickens point of view. The good stuff in corn is pretty hard to get into and the rolling pin wouldn't touch it so I had to use a hammer...

Fox

One consideration which is always at the back, and often at the front of our minds has been the threat from foxes.

Yesterday we moved the coop off the concrete base next to the back door and onto the garden. This is to give the chickens a more exciting living environment when they're cooped up, which lets face it is most of the day (or until we invest in a chicken run). They can root around under foot digging up grubs and insects and generally doing other chickeny things - far more exciting than mooching around on a woodchip covered concrete floor. White chicken promptly dug a hole and had a full-on dirt bath so we clearly did the right thing but...

This move has posed a problem. Even the slyest fox would struggle to dig under a concrete path whilst even a flippin' chicken can dig under the soil to get out of a coop. Every night we hear the sound of foxes licking their lips.

Some of you may be thinking - is this really a threat? The answer is yes. A family of foxes live in the garden next-door-but-one (photos above) . At the weekend we were sitting in our dining room whilst the chickens were enjoying a few minutes r&r outside the coop in the garden when a fox trotted nonchalantly through the garden. I have moved faster but it was a long time ago. However,  my lythe athleticism was enough and I was able to head him (her) off at the pass.

All Quiet on the East End Front

It's been a quiet week in the Eastend... It's been much colder as I'm sure you don't need me to tell you and a frankly if the birds can survive outside in this sort of weather then there's nothing to worry about. Apparently it fell to -8° one night last week.

I'm really amazed at how quickly a routine has developed and how soon this has all become an integral part of home life. The chickens seem to happily co-exist and I've yet to see any pecking order develop. Once out of the coop they're happy to scratch about the garden pecking away at the scrubby grass and shrubs. They do seem to be spooked by anything bigger than a blackbird though and scuttle away for cover every five minutes.

One unexpected benefit has been the return of other bird life to the garden. The neighbourhood cats (plenty of 'em) are unusually tentative and the birds are taking advantage. Great Tits, blue tits and the odd Robin are regular visitors, plus the usual blackbirds of course. I'm pretty sure I saw a Coal tit the other day too. Nice.

Costs this week:-
Large bag wood shavings £6.99
Bag of corn £1.00