It's been a while since I've posted on Chicken Chat, but it's not because I don't have anything to share, quite the contrary. I have been very busy doing housewife stuff, and dealing with my little pullets, and trying to figure out how I'm going to integrate my little birds in with my big birds. Besides, it takes me HOURS to post an article, and I mean a short article. I spend DAYS or WEEKS on larger articles. That may not the be case for other bloggers, but that is the case for me. So this article has been in the works for a while. Regrettably, as you may know dear
reader, I lost little Lily. What you DON'T know is that about a week later Lily died, I lost Daisy too. This was very hard for me. After a lot of research it appears I lost them both to what was most likely coccidiosis. I have learned a great deal about the disease itself and how to treat it, and as you know dear reader, I hate learning my lessons by trial and error, but then, don't we all? I will save that information for a later time -sorry. For now, the reality is that I have two birds left, and I need to figure out how to get them to be accepted by the existing flock.
However, I'm no stranger to this situation, because two years ago, I had gotten Miss Olive on a whim about a month after I had the other girls, so that was a 4 against 1 situation, and Olive came through fine. By the seat of my pants, er, I mean skirt, I thought of a way to give Olive a high roost to escape the mean girls and their pecking order rituals, especially Daisy, where she could also get food and water. I can't remember how long it took for them to all get along, but I seemed to
be more willing to wait; what happened?Was my fortitude due to my naivete? Now that I've been reading more and trying not to screw up so much, I wonder if that approach has only lead me into information constipation, and therefore the inability to make a quality decision and stick to it. I have NO idea what has turned me into such a waffler. Maybe every situation is a little different then the last, at least that's the excuse I'm using to comfort myself.
Integration Plan #1
However, Olive, of all birds, seems to be top hen, which is a complete surprise to me! She has taken to terrorizing the new little hens. I always thought Myrtle was the head honcho. I think that may have been the case when Daisy the Delaware was around. They seemed to have formed an alliance of sorts. Then when Myrtles "wingman" bit the dust, she may have lost her status in an ensuing coup. It appears that Olive and Buttercup have formed their own alliance and are on the top of the pecking order. When I bring in some treats, those two are the first to chow down while Myrtle and Blossom wait their turn. Blossom seems to be the "middle child."
I couldn't stand seeing Olive and Buttercup bully the youngins and keep them from the food, so I decided to put Olive, the head bully, into solitary confinement to help cool her jets.