Breac's journal about life in and out of her coop. Starring Chickens, turkeys, and the occasional goose.
Late Entry
So, on Sunday (16th) Burby came home again because I got permission from Mrs. Weisgerber to bring him in for class on Tuesday. He needed to be in a cage, but he was OK with that. No one really seemed to interested in him though, which made me sad. He had to go back that same Tuesday. For some odd reason, the Turks, particularly Jenny, were really mean that day. She kept puffing herself up and pecking at me. Gilly fluffed herself up and attacked Jenny. Maybe it's Turkey Mating season or something. Also, I popped the boil on Pancake's head. It took a while, but I finally got it.
So Today, we collected to heated bowls, heaters, and timers and brought them out. It's really starting to get cold out, and I'm worried about how everyone will fare. Simba was acting odd last time and today. The last time, she kept squatting, as if she was going to poop or drop an egg, but she didn't, and today, it looked as if she was tip-toeing. I think an egg may be stuck inside her. If she gets worse, I'll take her to a vet. I shut the small door going out into the run in the chicken and turkey coop.