The remaining Dominiques have lost their freedom. They are back
behind bars in the fence.
These have to be the most worthless chickens in the entire world! There are three hens and they don’t lay worth a darned. They had been laying in the egg boxes and then while I was in MO last month, they decided to start laying on the floor of the coop. I’d find an egg every day or so. I quit checking the egg boxes and yesterday I happened to open the box lid and there were 7 eggs in there. I had no idea how long they had been there so I tossed them all. One of the hens decided to go out in the woods and set out there. I figured something would get her but no . . nothing did! She would come home every morning and every evening and get food and water. After about 10 days, she began staying home longer and longer and then last week, she decided to just stay home.
There were three roosters. Albert decided to get his morning exercise by chasing me when I let them out. He’s in the freezer now. A couple of weeks later, Wilbur decided that his goal for the day was to kill Roscoe. Poor little Roscoe doesn’t bother anyone but he was constantly on the lookout for Wilbur. Saturday I told Vince if he didn’t butcher Wilbur, I was going in the house to get my pistol and kill him myself. Wilbur is now in the freezer.
Harold lived to see another day because he took off and ran into the woods. Vince though he would never come back but . . he did. I was having to wash my front porch down two or three times a day and when the temps dropped down below freezing, I had no intention of getting out there and hosing down the porch, so the Dominiques are back in their pen and as far as I’m concerned, they can all end up in the freezer and I will not complain!