Alberta’s nit-picky neat-freakiness + Frances’s submissive desire to relax and let it all hang out + boredom from having to spend most of their time in a guinea pig cage waiting for their new big sister to accept their presence = a back plucked raw of feathers. 😦
Can’t a girl get a break? Why are chickens so mean to each other? Do I now have 3 chickens that supposedly want to be together, but would possibly be better off living separately?
I’ve coated Frances with Blu-Kot to heal her wounds, hopefully prevent more injury, and give her a stylish new punk-rock look, and I plan to try to give them more entertainment (things to peck at) during their many hours they have to spend in their cage, and I spent several hours today playing mother hen, so the little ones could free range in the backyard and get some much needed exercise and entertainment, managing to keep Gloria away with a rake… despite her seeming desire to occasionally charge at them. They are just too vulnerable right now, especially poor Frances. But I’m exhausted and discouraged. This little integration experiment is turning out just as stressful as I feared. I’m not sure how any of us can keep this up for another 3-4 weeks.