|Tilly, our miracle chicken|
We were all upset when we couldn't find Tilly to put her to bed, however I wasn't really surprised. There are quolls here apparently and our experience with quolls in NSW was that they are vicious little carnivores who leave little or no sign of their prey. You can read abut what happened here: our chickens and quolls The next day Daisy was looking a bit confused and kept looking for her sister, but by the third day she was coping well and roosting with the others herself. (safety in numbers I guess).
|the pot where Tilly spent 3 days with no food or water|
Tilly was very wobbly, having had no food, water or air for three days, poor thing. She had a big drink of water and some seed, then spent the night in a crate in the laundry. Today she is perky, still filthy, and enjoying the sunshine in a secluded little pen by herself. (Prince kept climbing on top of her. No sense of propriety, that boy!) Thank goodness we hadn't had hot weather recently. Thank goodness I decided to rearrange those pots. I would hate to make a grisly discovery next week or next month...
The resilience of chickens! Amazing. The tear-stained face of my incredulous but relieved child said it all.
|our pup Flossie's first experience of waves|