The hens are recovering nicely from their trauma of losing Patsy Cline. They each gave me one egg today. For that I am happy.
As for me, my temperature is higher. I slept fitfully last night, up and down, on the computer. I think I went to bed for the final time around 5 am, not sure. But, I slept until 4:45. I had not fed the hens, so I gave them extra rations and left the pen open.
Last night, another nightmare started, so I jerked, awoke, and got out of bed for a bit. NO MORE of that!
I think it was a possum that killed Patsy Cline because of the head that was missing. Have you heard this? When a raccoon got a hen, the head was intact, just the chest ripped open. A few weeks ago, there was a possum crossing the street to my yard, so I know there is a possum about.
Maybe I will eat raspberries and milk again. They were from last week, but still good. I am surprised.
Do possums bite the heads off of chickens?