Monday, October 21, 2013

Who Plucked My Chicken?

For those who have never seen a chicken during moult, this is the remains of Bonnie.  If you're squeamish, please avert your eyes from my nearly-naked bird.

She actually looks better in this photo than she has; she's getting her pinfeathers again - you can see the little quills sticking out all over.  Before she was just grayish chicken skin and a few gray and dusty feathers.

Aside from being on egg-strike for the duration, she doesn't even sound like herself.  Generally, Bonnie's chatty, little burbling cluck-cluck noises (except when she lays, when she makes a noise like anyone would who pushes something that large out of an opening that small).  During moult, she makes a noise like a sick, depressed cat.

I figure she's got another 10 days before she looks like herself again.  And maybe I'll have eggs by Halloween.


Kyle said...

Oh. My. Goodness!
I'm loving "Karen's animals" series!!

Daniel Efosa Uyi said...

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keep up the good work friend. I will be back to read more of your posts.