Buttercup: she’s no flower


An Anarchy of Chickens

The bigger Buttercup gets, the less appropriately named she is. She ain’t dainty. A typically gigantic Buff Orpington hen, she thunders across the garden making the ground shake. She is enormous, and nowhere near fully grown. We won’t get any eggs from her until January next year at the earliest. She weighs in slightly heavier than your average cat, and like all our hens has her own distinctive voice: her sound is something close to what you might get if you mixed an elephant’s trumpet with a car horn.

Sunday, September 28th, 2008

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Hens show some improvement on antibiotics


The hens show some slight improvement, 24 hours into their 3-day course of antibiotics. The fact that they all survived the first day of treatment means there’s every chance they’ll all make it, and that there are no weak hearts among them. This morning the appetite of those worst affected by the illness has obviously improved, and they seem considerably more alert to whatever’s going on around them. It’s just so great to see them looking and acting a little better after a number of weeks in decline. I’m quite clucky about their well-being, and have been stressed all summer by the awful weather and what it might do to them.

Wednesday, September 17th, 2008

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