Tuesday, March 03, 2009

Nautical Chickens

Bear was walking us around the yard yesterday, just before sundown, when I noticed that Laya (best chicken ever) was not up in the live oak branches.

The live oak between the house and the garden was festooned with cackling chickens, beginning from just out of Bear's leap zone to thirty feet up. I peered up through the branches looking for Laya, but she was nowhere to be seen. Everybody was bedding down for the night ... so where was she?


Foxes, oppossums, raccoons, coyotes, and the neighbor's cat Nemesis, are all threats to my free rangers and so I was a little concerned over the missing Laya. The Havahart trap had caught a fat oppossum the day before and I had some fun with it as I released it and chased it into the woods. The trap wasn't even baited, but it was an oppossum after all. (Sorry, no video, for once I didn't have my camera with me).
Hopefully no oppossum had munched on Laya.

She has vanished before and I have worried before, but she always turned up later, hidden somewhere atop a clutch of eggs.
Some of these nests were successful ... most of the other chickens here at PFHQ owe their existence to her actually.

Longtime readers know about the living room chicks (aka the LOTR chicks) which Laya produced for us. She's also produced the most recent crop of three chicks that I have not bothered to name as they've "gone native".

Laya is special.

I looked in all the usual places, but no Laya.
Then, I thought about the boat. A while back, I had noticed a chicken or two hanging out in the boat. At the time, I thought it was just a refuge from Bear.


Sure enough, there she was. Nestled in under the bow. This is a pretty good spot actually. The boat sits up high and is above most ground predators. The fiberglass boat hull is slick enough to keep most ratsnakes befuddled too.
Good choice, Laya.


She had that "all fluffed up over eggs, don't mess with me" look, ... so I didn't.
I was just glad to see her.

I'll keep you posted on the progress of her voyage.

15 comments:

Sayre said...

I'm so glad you found her... My parents raise chickens too and a few are special. Zombie chicken was pecked nearly to death by the other chickens and has managed a comeback you wouldn't believe. She looks almost normal, but her comb has a definite hip-hop tilt to it. Lucky escaped a fox attack and lived in the house for a while. Nosy likes to get into whatever it is Dad's doing and rides around on the golf cart with the dog.

Chickens are people. I'm glad your girl Laya is in one piece and busily sitting (apparently) eggs.

Susan Rose said...

Laya is indeed a special girl. I wish Bear would stop tormenting the chickens and allow them a peaceful existence.

robin andrea said...

She is one smart girl. What a great hiding place.

Dani said...

Laya is such a beauty! Glad she's ok. :)

threecollie said...

Smart critter. Glad you found her.

kathy a. said...

bon voyage, laya!

Deb said...

I hope you weren't planning on going on a sea adventure this weekend...

ChrisC and JonJ said...

Myself,I would turn JonJ's canoe into a planter.But if Laya wants to use it,that's ok with me.

Thunder Dave said...

just be careful if you take her fishing, she might eat all the bait! ;-)

Floridacracker said...

Surely you folks have heard of "Chicken of the Sea"?

heehee

Thanks for the laying some positive layin' energy on Laya, y'all.

Thunder Dave said...

Ok we may need to start a petition to have your pun license revoked! ;-)

Laura said...

Chicken of the Sea? LOL!
She's a true Florida girl, got a little nautical soul in her heart! ;)

Dave Coulter said...

Hey! Her boat is better than mine :)

CHEF TROLL said...

That's one smart chick.

Julie Zickefoose said...

This is such a precious post. I love how you think like a chicken. Laya is SMART--what a dandy nestsite!