Rogue 1
One renegade hen got
into the mule garden last Tuesday. "Whatever. It's winter," I said.
The next day there were
two. Then three, and the mini flock got bold enough to wander to the
front garden on the far side of the trailer.
"Mark!" I called
angstfully.
Long-suffering husband
stood in the garden for half an hour and waited to see what was going
on. Sure enough, renegade number one was flying up onto the top of the
gate and over, followed by her sisters. A piece of tin, one more chase
of pesky fowl out of the yard...and the next day Rogue 1 was back in
the garden. How's she getting in this time?
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About us: Anna Hess and Mark Hamilton spent over a decade living self-sufficiently in the mountains of Virginia before moving north to start over from scratch in the foothills of Ohio. They've experimented with permaculture, no-till gardening, trailersteading, home-based microbusinesses and much more, writing about their adventures in both blogs and books.
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I'm betting they are all going right over the top!
This made me smile. I have experienced pretty much the exact same thing. Here's what happened:
One fall, after frosts, I decided to make a new house for the flock. Job done. Then I moved it onto the spent garden. I fenced in the area with snow fence and steel posts. Moved them in. All went well for a while. The chickens looked happy and they were cleaning up the garden leavings. Plan working! New house deluxe!
But then one morning I found the rooster back in the old digs. Hmmmm. How ever did he get out? No holes, no damage, fence intact. Hmmmm. Put him back with the girls. Next morning, Rocky the Rooster and a hen were in the old digs. Same drill. The following morning, day 3, ALL the flock had spent the night in the old house. HMMMMMMM.
That evening, I went out at dusk to see what was happening. To my surprise and amazement, I watched the whole bunch jump flat footed from the ground to the top of the 4 ft plus fence. Some landed on the fence to get a second wind, some just hurdled it and kept on going. I was just astounded at how high they could jump from a dead stop start. So, I'm betting your hens are just being birds and going for the sky.
Tim
I have houdini chickens too!
One thing I noticed about these chickens, they are digging into the ground under the fruit trees. Then they eat the bug eggs and other debree that are there. Next they deposit a little fertilizer.
I am hoping that this action will deminish my fruit tree bug problem and fertilize the trees some.