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A buzzard has just tried to kill one of my guinea fowl.
The o/h heard a massive ruckus from the chickens, came out front and the buzzard was stood on top of one of the guineas. Feathers everywhere. When she ran towards it it flew off.
Annoyingly, when I hatched the guineas I ended up with five boys and two girls and this is one of the girls. She's bloody, one of her eyes doesn't look quite right - but I think she's going to be OK. Picked her up and put her in a big transparent plastic tote box that we use as the brooder and we've put her outside by the coop so the other birds can tell she's still alive (and give her some comfort).
When she stopped shivering she shat out an egg. And that's the thing - I'd be less bothered if it was one of the boys but I need the girls to lay eggs so I can hatch more of the annoyingly loud and ridiculously dumb fuckers.
I was kinda hoping that the rest of the birds would attack the buzzard. Or maybe the cow. But no, they just stood around looking shocked, and are now milling about a bit depressed.
The buzzard's back on top of the telegraph pole waiting for it's next opportunity. The good looking fucker
The o/h heard a massive ruckus from the chickens, came out front and the buzzard was stood on top of one of the guineas. Feathers everywhere. When she ran towards it it flew off.
Annoyingly, when I hatched the guineas I ended up with five boys and two girls and this is one of the girls. She's bloody, one of her eyes doesn't look quite right - but I think she's going to be OK. Picked her up and put her in a big transparent plastic tote box that we use as the brooder and we've put her outside by the coop so the other birds can tell she's still alive (and give her some comfort).
When she stopped shivering she shat out an egg. And that's the thing - I'd be less bothered if it was one of the boys but I need the girls to lay eggs so I can hatch more of the annoyingly loud and ridiculously dumb fuckers.
I was kinda hoping that the rest of the birds would attack the buzzard. Or maybe the cow. But no, they just stood around looking shocked, and are now milling about a bit depressed.
The buzzard's back on top of the telegraph pole waiting for it's next opportunity. The good looking fucker