Did I tell you that we had our boiler serviced a couple of weeks ago? I only tell you because the chap who serviced the boiler was a bird spotter and he had bird calls on his iPhone. "Watch this," he whispered excitedly as he walked over to the bird feeders. "The birds'll go mad when they hear this". To his disappointment, the birds did nothing but eat their nuts. I didn't have the heart to encourage him further by opening the window wider and letting him stick his hand out to ensure they got to hear it. Anyway, I wanted my boiler serviced! I talked to him about the buzzard visit and the reply I'd had from the expert who said that a buzzard wasn't interested or particularly capable of taking chickens. He believed that a buzzard would do just that. Well, so far we haven't had to worry about it as we haven't had a visit since.
This month's Practical Poultry, to my amazement, has a whole page dedicated to my buzzard question. Part of me feels ridiculously naive to even chance it but when I see how much those chickens enjoy scratching around, locating worms or having a dust bath I can't really justify keeping them in their pen.
Luke showed me a short clip that he recorded of Buck Buckey and Sweety enjoying a dust bath which I will try to put on this blog in the next couple of days. Am I sounding like a proud mother? Over a few chickens? As always, I think I need to get out more!
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