We’ve had several encounters with this deer over the Summer. It gets close to us and doesn’t run away when we move closer, talk, or even shoo it. Our default is to shoo since they will wreak havoc in the gardens, but this deer now gets an exception. We can talk with it for a while before it loses interest, you can tell it’s curious about humans. Having a literal eye to eye conversation with wild animals is a good reminder that despite our efforts to avoid each other, we share a common life experience.
The chicks got their first dirt bath and the whole scene effused with well being. Between the little chick by itself who doesn’t know how to do it, the one who can’t not fall asleep, and the extreme contentment of the mom.
We had another broody hen this year. Only 1 of the fertilized eggs we gave her made it, so quick thinking Nicole went to the store and got a few more chicks. The hen adopted them all and has been a great mom. We gave them separate quarters so the rest of the flock can get used to them without being able to attack them. It is absolutely brutal what mother hens have to go through, beyond the deprivation of not leaving her eggs for almost a month. Separate quarters is a must or I’d personally murder the rest of the flock. Friends of our told us that their broody hens leave the flock. It’s literally safer for them to sleep in the woods with coyote, fox, mink, hawk, bears, racoon, fisher, skunk, …., than it is to stay within their flock.
Esther is enamored with the baby chickens, but mom won’t let her get too close.