With each new snow deposit, we shovel a path going from the chicken coop to our deck, a safe haven for the chickens now that the resident Hawk with a capital H knows we have a drive-through for raw tenders. I put an extra supply of food and water under the deck daily to encourage the chickens to remain under the deck during the day. They have dirt to scratch and protection from the worst of the precipitation and the gusts of wind. More importantly, they aren't very accessible to a diving hawk or even the ground predators who are kept at bay by the fear of our Golden Retriever.
|Mumbles, the Snow Queen|
The hens who are laying take excursions to the coop to leave their eggs. With the shorter days, only about five of the thirteen girls are laying eggs. As night falls, the chickens go home to roost by following each other single file along the path from the deck to their coop. With any other places the hens used to like laying now inaccessible, the snow is a good training tool to teach the girls to use the nesting boxes provided.
|Jay feeding old tortilla shells to the girls from the deck|
|Chicken's Point of View|