We had a rough week.
Last Sunday Jerry took the dog for a walk and found a credit card and drivers license on the road. When he got home we googled the name and called the number we found (thankfully, he had a listed number). The man told Jerry his wallet and other items were stolen from his garage Friday night. He had already taken care of the credit card but wanted his license back. He came by to pick them up Sunday evening. He was a very nice guy and told us the whole story. He told the boys to always listen to their wives because he didn't listen to his about keeping his wallet in his unlocked car in the garage. He also told us about a mid-day break in at his neighbor's house which I think scared the kids a bit. Which leads me to...
Wednesday night we went over to church to clean after we finished eating supper. We had run over on Monday night to take inventory so I could order some needed items and everything was as it should be.
Wednesday night as I was walking towards the area where we keep the mop bucket and I saw one of the doors to a room we use for storage was damaged. Honestly, my first reaction was to look up and see if something had happened to the roof that would have caused damage down below. Then I saw the room where we keep all the kitchen supplies had every drawer and cabinet door open and I knew there was a problem.
I called to Jerry and told the kids not to touch anything. We looked around. Sure enough, the back door had been pried open. We have several small rooms we don't use for much so we put regular interior doorknobs with locks on them just to keep the kids out. The thieves used a tire iron to pry open every single door. They could have just popped the locks since no key is required! One door, the door I saw first, had a huge hole where they kicked it in. I bet they were disappointed when they got in that room. It was just a cardboard gingerbread house and a bunch of sucker balloons from our float in
the holiday parade.
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| The door the busted to get in |
They busted and pried the rest of the rooms for no good reason as well. There was nothing worth stealing in any of those rooms. Unfortunately, there were some items of value in the main room which they did take: latop, sound equipment, etc.
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| The door bolted shut - it's not an emergency exit at the moment :) |
We called our pastor first and the police second. Jerry ended up staying to give info to the sheriff and help secure the busted door. The kids and I came home. We didn't clean anything, of course. The sheriff was pretty thorough and attempted to get fingerprints and footprints. Whether or not the criminal(s) will ever be caught remains to be seen. The unit next to ours was broken into not too long ago and the sheriff thinks they might be related. Thankfully, the landlord got some video footage of that break in.
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| A thief leaving the unit next to ours in December |
I think there is special place in hell reserved for people who would steal from a church. Thankfully, they were just thieves and not vandals or it could have been much worse. The scary part for us is we live less than a half-mile from church!
So we all went to bed a little unsettled Wednesday night. Thursday morning we woke up to our usual routine. A few of the kids came in to chat with me on my bed. It was cloudy and dark so it felt earlier than it really was. About 7:30 we finally decided we should probably let the dog out so JD volunteered. He went out the door and hollered there was a chicken in the main yard. That happens a good bit so we didn't think much of it. I hollered for Eli who is the normal chicken wrangler and then I looked out towards the coop.
I can't even describe what I felt when I saw feathers and bodies laying all over. I ran in my pajamas and slippers out there and started crying. It appeared all my wonderful, feathered friends were gone or dead. I started counting. I found two injured chickens and then we found another unharmed Barred Rock that had hopped the fence to safety from whatever it was - we're guessing coyotes. I couldn't believe out of 13 chickens I had only 2 whole and 2 badly injured remaining. I put them in the coop and went in to call Jerry.
The kids knew I was upset. They were so sweet about it. Wesley helped everyone get breakfast and they all worked together to clean up. I got dressed and went out to clean up the mess. I kept looking for the 3 missing birds hoping maybe I'd find one hiding. I was overjoyed when I found Loosey hiding in the corner of our mini-chick coop! I gave the standard "cheep cheep" call and she struggled to get to me. I was sad to see she had an injured leg.
I didn't want to keep the injured chickens in with the healthy so I put the little coop back into commission. The door of the little coop is broken so I rigged up a piece of plywood for a door and put the three injured birds in there to recover. I wasn't too hopeful. Loosey surprised me though. She ate and drank the water I put in there and then hopped into a corner to rest. The other two, one Rhode Island Red and one Barred Rock, didn't look good at all.
Of my thirteen gals, I had: 6 dead, 2 missing, 3 injured, and 2 fine. I was and still am in a bit of shock. Chickens aren't like a dogs or cats, you don't live with them and cuddle with them, but you do get to know them a bit. They do have personalities. And they did bring happiness, and eggs, into our lives. We raised them since they were tiny chicks, some of the older ones had been with us for almost 2 years. They aren't able to protect themselves - that was our job and we let them down. All the time and money and effort and sweat of the summer months was wasted in just a few minutes.
We'll never know what really happened, there were no tracks or evidence of any kind, but our best guess is a couple coyotes. It could have been dogs but, surprisingly, we don't see many stray dogs in our neighborhood. And most of the dogs around here live with chickens. Two chickens were gone and I don't think one animal, coyote or dog, would carry off two chickens. It also just seemed more likely that coyotes could get over the fence better than a dog. I would have thought that if it had been dogs they would have still been in there. The bodies were still warm. The sun doesn't rise as early in the winter, plus it was cloudy, so I'm guessing we found them not too long after it happened. Whatever it was it didn't go into the coop. They got the gals after then came out of the coop for the morning.
But, like I said, we'll never know. What to do NOW is the challenge. We knew letting them free range was a risk, but we were doing everything to keep them safe short of keeping them in a run. We had been securing the coop every night. When we went to Wisconsin in May we left the small door open on the coop so the gals wouldn't have to be let in and out every morning. We thought it would make it easy on our chicken sitter. But when we got back it was summer and the sun comes up early and we got lazy and out of the habit. Lesson learned. We will be going back to securing the coop every night because if the girls had been secure in the coop just before dawn we might have avoided this.
We had planned on getting another batch of chicks later this month. We will still do that. It will just be a bigger batch than anticipated. It will be a long time before we have enough eggs to feed us all again. One or two a day just won't cut it, but right now we are thankful we'll at least have that.
Update 1/9/15: The three injured chickens survived the night. Loosey seems to be doing the best of the three. She limps, but can get to the food and water. The RIR seems to be doing pretty good as well. Eating and drinking. As far as I can tell her only injury is to her left eye. It is swollen shut. Loosey and the RIR seemed almost their usual selves when I dropped a few raisins in as a treat this afternoon! The BR is not doing well. I have not seen her eat or drink. She doesn't move much and I don't think she will make it. We will probably make the decision tomorrow to end her suffering, we just wanted to give her a bit of a chance, just in case.
Update 1/10/15: The RIR was well enough today to join the two healthy chickens. Her eye is still swollen, but she was acting normal otherwise. She was able to get into the coop to find food and to roost. Loosey is still hanging in there. She is eating and drinking, she mostly just sits in a nesting box I put in there. I am mainly keeping her in the coop so she rests and doesn't over exert herself. We also saw the injured BR up and eating/drinking today too. So we put off making a decision for now. I actually got two eggs today, so that made me happy!
Update 1/17/15: Things are going better than I hoped. The injured Barred Rock seems to be recovering. I am really glad we gave her time to heal before making any decisions. It does appear she will be blind in one eye, but she seems to be adjusting well. The injured RIR's eye is healing nicely, her eye looks almost back to normal. I think she will make a full recovery. Loosey is doing better too. She is still limping, but I let her out of the little coop to join her friends. She was very vocal about being contained, even when the RIR stayed by the little coop to keep her old friend company. When she tried to roost in the little coop I figured she was probably be feeling well enough to be let out. And, sure enough, she got on the roost in the big coop this evening just fine. Except for her limp, she seems her usual self - pecking at the younger gals who get in her way and coming when called for treats. I am still getting 1 or 2 eggs a day from the non-injured gals. So it appears after the whole ordeal we will end up with a flock of 5. Which is a heck-of-a lot better than the two I thought we were going to have!
Update 1/24/15: Got four eggs today! So two out of the 3 injured birds finally laid again. This made me very happy!