Thursday, December 15, 2011

New Coat



You might remember reading about our poor hen Broken Feathers, so named because her position as Hector's favourite (amorously speaking) resulted in so many broken feathers on her back and wings she needed a coat (quite a stylish one, if we do say so) to help keep her warm.

That may have seemed bad enough, but things have worsened for our plucky little hen: winter arrived, and with it came unusually cold temperatures (below freezing most nights) and the usual damp, drizzling rain. So we came up with a waterproof version of the coat, with a top layer cut from an old shower curtain and a layer underneath made of soft fleece (modelled here by Broken Feather's friend Ginger, Hector's #2 go-to-girl).


And if that wasn't bad enough, Broken Feather's first molt (when chickens lose an awful lot of their feathers over a period of a few weeks, which are then replaced by brand new ones) took a dive from mild to wicked: that chicken was practically naked. She looked half plucked, the poor thing, and the saddest was her bare little pink butt. We were just grateful that she had the sense to start sleeping in a nest box at night to keep warm, since my modest sewing skills prevented me from covering all of her with fleece and shower curtain.


I am happy to announce that Broken Feathers has turned a corner: her new feathers are finally coming in - all at once, which means she is an itchy chickie. Her fleece coat became much too irritating for her, so she is back to being au naturel. She may look a bit funny right now, but in a couple of weeks she will be back to her original, fluffy, Buff Orpington glory.

We're going to have to give her a new name.

7 comments:

Natalie said...

Goodness!
I can relate... we never stop trying our best for our dear pets, do we?!

Lindsey said...

My chickens are molting right now, as well. Right when it became cold, dark and wet. I put extra straw in the coop and they have been sleeping curled around each other in the nest boxes.

What a cruel joke fall molting is!

jeanives said...

Those are very pampered patooties!

Shim Farm said...

That is hilarious! The things we don't do for our "pets". Glad to hear those feathers are growing back. I'll stay tuned for the rest of the saga. (Like, do they need winter shelter for prohibitive cold snaps?)

~Kim at Golden Pines~ said...

Hello Miriam!! I've been missing your blog and have loved catching up on the posts I've missed. Broken Feather's is going to need another name--But I'm not clever enough to think of one, but I have a feeling you and Kim will! :-) I hope all is well with you, and you're enjoying your holidays!!

Paula said...

I still like the blue coat with the golden feathers, which I think very fetching.

www.FarmLifeLessons.blogspot.com said...

We no longer have a rooster in our midst, so the girls are running around free. But, the molted has begun and it's been amusing. We first thought the chickens had been attacked, then we realized that all of the excessive feathers laying around in their coop were from molting. Thank Goodness!

Lana

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