After losing my beloved Japanese Bantam rooster Leif and a sweet Barred Rock hen to unknown predators, I did some online research. Chicken predators can be partially identified by the manner in which they kill....in our case, the predators left egg shells and a partially eaten carcass. This ruled out weasels, which apparently kill randomly and only for the taste of blood, biting the head or neck of the chicken then moving on to the next victim. My mother remembers one of the few times she'd seen her own mother cry, when a weasel got into her hen house and killed about 30 hens. The fact that the animal left empty shells indicated either an Opossum or raccoon, since other predators take the eggs with them to consume later.Predators are an ongoing bother for anyone raising chickens. I took care of our current "bother" the other night when I surprised two enormous opossums in the act of raiding my hen house. Because I did not have a firearm of any kind, it was "deux contre un".....me against the two nasty creatures, with nothing but a large stick and a five gallon pail to finish the job. It took about an hour. As I dragged a bloody feed bag through the snow to the garbage, I felt monstrous and victorious all at once. I had protected my girls. When I returned to the barn, I found the tail feathers of one of my lovely white Brahmas, and a live hen with a large bald spot on her bum. I had arrived in the nick of time.
Rest in Peace my lovely Leif
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