Thread: My Splendid Cock

Originally Posted by Mendip

There's always some fly in the ointment... ant on the bollock... to spoil the fun.

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Couldn't the chickens become dog food, once passed onto the big chicken coup in the sky?


Asks Mr. Never had chickens... nor dogs.

Originally Posted by Edmond

Couldn't the chickens become dog food, once passed onto the big chicken coup in the sky?

Could

But doubt that Mendip would get away with 7 dogs feeling starved,looking at his egg laying team as some Super Cheap buffet.

Or would you clean and cook the ..deceased hen first ?

That would work

"Gardener !"

Originally Posted by Edmond

Couldn't the chickens become dog food, once passed onto the big chicken coup in the sky?

They're taking over heaven?

I hope LD doesn't spot that, it would be quite the scoup.

Originally Posted by helge

Or would you clean and cook the ..deceased hen first ?

As a general rule of thumb, if the gardener shows no interest in eating something then I don't risk feeding it to the dogs.

He's never yet eaten one f our deceased chickens and so they've all been given a good, Christian (Buddhist?) burial.

We have very fertile ground.


I checked on the new family this morming and there is only one chick. I had to help it out of the egg last night using a cocktail stick as it was having trouble breaking the membrane inside the shell and luckily it has survived. As the other eggs are showing no signs at all of hatching, I fear this chick will be an only child and the since the weight of the other eggs suggest that they contain chicks, I also fear that I will find a dead, fully-formed chick inside of each egg. That's never nice to see, but I'll give them a couple more days first before checking. The mum usually denotes when there is no more hope by getting up off her nest to take any chicks out into the big wide world.



Maybe the extreme heat has called a problem as I would have expected at least three chicks from four eggs? Maybe she isn't a very good mum? It isn't as easy as just sitting on the eggs for three weeks... you have to regularly turn the eggs, and then stop turning them for the last few days. All that should be instinct, but who knows?

It looks like a little boy to me and I hope that he survives or mum will go broody yet again.



Of course, I have to consider the appalling possibility that unlike his namesake, Nelson isn't doing his duty?

Luckily my big white cock is always ready to perform, if needed.