Yesterday Bud and Zinnia went after White Hen and for a moment I thought she was dead. Jon wrote about it on his blog (you can read it here).
It was upsetting, but White Hen recovered and a couple of hours later she was walking around with Brown Hen like nothing had happened.
This morning she was a little slow getting out of the coop, but Brown Hen gave her a little encouragement and now things seem to be back to normal.
Glad to see that white hen’s ok and that life is back to normal … a rare (hopefully) case of bullying in the peaceable kingdom.
Yes, hopefully she won’t come into the dog area anymore. I think Bud may have been stalking the chickens from behind the fence for a while now. And when he got his chance, he took it.
I think “encouragement from brown hen” is open to interpretation. Gives a whole new meaning to peer pressure.
Ha! yes, Trish you’re right, I was being generous.
Maria, I’m so glad White Hen is fine and you were both home and could intervene in time! My heart almost stopped when I began to read Jon’s blog. She is such a beautiful hen.
She is beautiful Fran. I’m glad she made it too.
Why don’t the hens have names? I’m sorry if I’ve missed this explanation previously.
We never named them because we found that chickens don’t live a long time and we didn’t want to get too attached to them. But we’ve had these two for years now. And in a way they do have name, White Hen and Brown Hen.