Wednesday, October 07, 2015

The Feathered Exterminators

This is a chica. We have fourteen of these feathered friends, and they do marvelous things. Our chicas look pretty, walk funnily, run hysterically, and they cackle, like they're passing around a good joke.

Our chicas lay eggs... beautiful, healthy, colored eggs. They are not fertile, because we have no rooster. And despite being mint colored, and mocha colored, even pale pink, they all taste like delicious farm fresh eggs. Finding eggs is a delight.

Finding spiders? Finding spiders can be less than delightful. We appreciate the orb spiders that arrive in October, and weave massive webs across walkways, in trees. They do good deeds with the mosquitos and peskier flies. We admire garden spiders, and any spider that respects our personal space is alright by us. But when black widows and brown widows, even camel spiders {which aren't actually spiders at all, but yeesh!}... when we find those sorts of creepers and crawlers, with fangs, and venom, we get the heebie jeebies.

And when we get the heebie jeebies because our Viking tent ropes are full of creepers and crawlers, we call in the feathered exterminators, our chicas! The bundles of rope turned into spider condos, and we needed a fast and safe wait to evict all of the residents.

Step 1. Bait the rope with rolled oats.

Step 2. Call the hens... chchchcook chchchcook chchchcook chchchcook! Here chicas!

Step 3. Watch the hens come from across the garden, running like beautiful fat clock work masterpieces.

Step 4. Add a last sprinkle of oats, so they see that good things come to those who run.

Once the feast begins, the ropes are quickly, efficiently and safely ridded of pests. We saw black widows swallowed whole. The more the hens pecked, the easier it was to pull the ropes open, exposing more surface, and snacks.


In no time at all our ropes were cleaned up and ready for use, thanks to our fine feathered exterminators.

4 comments:

  1. Good, good, chicas! I didn't realize they were eliminating black widows as well! (shudder)

    Your chicas are wonderful!

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  2. Great post! I had no idea chicas would do that. Very clever (all of you).

    Zan

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  3. Gorgeous girls! If I had feathered exterminators like this, I wouldn't feel the need to have the exterminator man come tomorrow!

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  4. Flora, my puddleduck loves spiders and regularly saves me from 'monsters'. If I scream in the shed, she actually comes running, knowing that I've found another one - she learns fast! Sometimes she's even faster than the collies, who also arrive at break-neck speed if I scream and squeal. But they're useless at dealing with the problem and frequently cause greater chaos if they arrive at the same time, blocking my exit from the shed!! More squealing!!!!!

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