JoAnn is taking this Coronavirus very seriously, and since she is usually right I'm doing my best to keep her happy. We have often talked about getting Chickens, and as much as I like free-range eggs, It just doesn't pencil out. Chickens also would be one more thing that someone would have look after around here when we are in AZ. Anyway, thanks to Covid19 and the looming scarcity of eggs, we now have Chickens .
We have five acres four miles from town and have varmints here occasionally, but they typically are not a problem. A couple of weeks ago my wife called me to look at something. The Something was a large Red Fox rolling around on his back on our lawn and having a great time. It was a beautiful Fox, very dark red that melted into a lot of black. I haven't seen a lot of Fox but never have I seen one colored like this one. I didn't see it for long from the window but it was out in the back yard when I went out. The animal didn't seem to fear me very much and loped off into the pasture, it stopped and looked back at me after about a hundred yards, like the last Elk topping a ridge.
Back to the Chickens: They are four weeks old now and no longer in the kitchen. We moved them out to the shop until the weather warms up and I finish the Chicken House. Chicken houses are expensive and most are not very well built or suited for Oregon weather so I'm building one. Building projects always take twice as long as I estimate and cost at least twice am much as I told the Princess.
I thought it would be a good idea to trap the Fox and re-home it before it came back for a Chicken. JoAnn has a composter outback. Some critter crapped on top of it recently after it couldn't get the lid off, so I thought that would be a great place for a trap. I tucked the trap up under a large Hawthorne tree/bush close to the composter. We haven't had any visitors to the trap until this afternoon when JoAnn told me we had a Skunk. She had gone out to the composter, having forgotten about the trap, and didn't even notice the skunk until she was coming back to the house. She walked within 5' of the trap going and coming. I couldn't get a good shot at the Skunk because it was dark under the tree. I didn't kill it with the first shot and wasn't quite fast enough with the second. The skunk sprayed and fortunately, the wind carried the odor away. I thought it did anyway until I went up to shower and realized my clothes were skunky. I am so thankful that my wife didn't get sprayed or I'd be out sleeping with the Chickens.
We have five acres four miles from town and have varmints here occasionally, but they typically are not a problem. A couple of weeks ago my wife called me to look at something. The Something was a large Red Fox rolling around on his back on our lawn and having a great time. It was a beautiful Fox, very dark red that melted into a lot of black. I haven't seen a lot of Fox but never have I seen one colored like this one. I didn't see it for long from the window but it was out in the back yard when I went out. The animal didn't seem to fear me very much and loped off into the pasture, it stopped and looked back at me after about a hundred yards, like the last Elk topping a ridge.
Back to the Chickens: They are four weeks old now and no longer in the kitchen. We moved them out to the shop until the weather warms up and I finish the Chicken House. Chicken houses are expensive and most are not very well built or suited for Oregon weather so I'm building one. Building projects always take twice as long as I estimate and cost at least twice am much as I told the Princess.
I thought it would be a good idea to trap the Fox and re-home it before it came back for a Chicken. JoAnn has a composter outback. Some critter crapped on top of it recently after it couldn't get the lid off, so I thought that would be a great place for a trap. I tucked the trap up under a large Hawthorne tree/bush close to the composter. We haven't had any visitors to the trap until this afternoon when JoAnn told me we had a Skunk. She had gone out to the composter, having forgotten about the trap, and didn't even notice the skunk until she was coming back to the house. She walked within 5' of the trap going and coming. I couldn't get a good shot at the Skunk because it was dark under the tree. I didn't kill it with the first shot and wasn't quite fast enough with the second. The skunk sprayed and fortunately, the wind carried the odor away. I thought it did anyway until I went up to shower and realized my clothes were skunky. I am so thankful that my wife didn't get sprayed or I'd be out sleeping with the Chickens.