That darned possum! This morning when I went out to open the windows in the greenhouse, my favorite nosy chicken didn’t come running out to great me. Then I thought the worst!
Our coop is divided into two sections – kinda like a chicken duplex. You can walk out one door, stand on a little stoop, and go into the other door. The possum was on the east side of the coop so I looked in there yesterday to make sure he hadn’t killed any chickens and there were no dead ones in there.
This morning, after not finding Sybil, I looked in the west side and there she was . . the possum had killed her.
There’s another chicken in the laying box that has an injury and she will probably not make it. We put antibiotic type ointment on her wound but I expect her to be dead by dark.
It’s hard feeling like I could have/should have done more to protect them. They started making all kinds of noise yesterday morning. I went out there, but thinking it was a hawk, I just looked around outside and didn’t look inside the coop. Maybe if I had, I could have saved both hens.
Yesterday I didn’t say that we killed the possum – we did! I didn’t want the criticism from people who feel differently than how we feel about nuisance animals. Folks who don’t walk in our shoes shouldn’t criticize but this is what possums do around chickens. I knew that after having eaten a dozen eggs, he’d be back. After killing one chicken and the second one will probably be dead by the end of the day . . he would definitely be back. Life in the country is definitely different from life in the city. I’m not complaining . . I would wither and die in a city – this is the lifestyle I love; I just don’t need or want complaints from people who think we should have transported the possum to an area where he wouldn’t come back here . . and then he’d be someone else’s problem.
Life goes on . . it’s all part of having animals, especially farm type animals. I was all teary about the chicken. I can just see her running in to look at him and see what he was doing and then he grabbed her. Vince reminded me that we’re lucky it hasn’t happened more. It still makes me very, very sad.