We have a deep frost warning tonight and it's already down to 33 degrees outside. Our high was just 51 degrees and it felt colder to me. I never checked the humidity at all but that may have been high and would cause it to feel colder. But the chickens sure didn't mind the cooler weather. The Chicken magazine said our chickens tolerate cold well. I've seen them when they fluff up their feathers to help keep the heat in so I imagine it's true.
However, when I went to shag them into the barn for the night....after having to chase the rooster in....they all headed to the area that has the heat lamps as soon as I plugged those in for them....LOL. The girls headed for the doggie door as soon as I walked into the coop but the rooster needs to learn when it's time to go inside. He will, eventually, I'm sure.
I love how they are flocking outside as soon as they see me getting the cracked corn. All of the girls ran down the ramp and started pecking away at them. The rooster slowly strutted outside to see what the commotion was all about. He finally *got* it and started eating it as fast as he could find some. It was funny to watch.
The little female fur baby was frustrated by the Beast having blocked the way she always tried (and succeeded just once) to get into the coop. I had grabbed her before she could wreak any havoc, however, and brought her outside. Once the gate is close from outside, the two locks closed up the gap enough to keep her from getting inside. But she knew she could do it when I was in the coop and only had the single inside lock on. That's why she was so surprised that I was inside and her way was blocked. She couldn't believe it and tried pushing at the wood that blocked her way. She finally gave up and walked a little way then lay down to watch the chickens.
The male fur baby seems to have disappeared on us. We haven't seen him all day and he's usually there for the feedings. I put their food out for them around the same time every day. Today he just never appeared at all. I'm worried about him now. Of course, it could be that someone took him in but I doubt it. He was just starting to not be so fearful of us and it took a long time for us to reach that point with him. But, it could be that he was easier to approach since we showed him that not all people are out to hurt him. I can only hope.
Tomorrow is the day that the Beast finally has his skin cancer treated with the salve and the special light. Unfortunately, he has to have the salve on his arms for an hour and a half before they can use the light on him. At least he had the worst of them treated with the liquid nitrogen last week. So this should pretty much do it ... for now. It does mean that he will have to keep his long sleeve shirts on for about two weeks since it makes him super sensitive to the sun. His arms will be, I mean.
Have to get this posted now and get my butt to bed. Love you all. Tell those you love and care for that you do. Life is short and it's good to know that the last words you spoke the any particular person were *Love ya!* It's that simple. It's kind of my *goodbye*. ***Hugs***
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