07/13/2010 (7:16 am)
They’re baaaack.
No, they’re not poltergeist. But they are like something out of a scary movie. They’re both fascinating and terrifying at the same time from our perspective. It’s survival of the fittest. Who’s quicker, us or them? They have stealth on their side but we have a rifle. They invade quietly, one on the attack while the other waits in the tree line.
They’re coyotes.
They’re beautiful animals, they really are. But the first three years we raised poultry they wrecked havoc on our flocks. Since the chickens ranged across the back three acres of the property these predators figured out they could get a quick, easy meal without much effort. Just run through the tree line and grab a grazing chicken and keep on running.
This year we moved all the flocks to the front of the property so we could keep an eye on them and the dogs could be around to ward off predators. Not just the coyotes, but foxes, opposums and raccoons, too. It had worked really well thus far. Last year we had lost around 65 chickens by this time. Crazy, right? This year we hadn’t lost any. Until now.
They’re back. They’re feeding hungry babies and have gotten desperate enough to come to the front of the property. They creep slowly up to a cluster of trees and just wait for the chickens or turkeys to wander close enough to the fence line. Then, boom. Like a shot out of a cannon one darts out, grabs the unsuspecting bird in it’s jaws without slowing down. The pace picks up as she runs full speed toward the back of the property. Her mate waits in the shadows as she joins him and they head off to feed the babies. Four days in a row now we’ve lost one or two birds per day.
It would be more if my mother-in-law wasn’t so vigilant. She keeps an eye from her bedrooom window which faces toward their hunting grounds. If the birds wander too far, she blows her whistle to get their attention and bring them back. If she sees a coyote, she blows the whistle even louder. That’s our cue to grab the rifle and head out the door. I’m a true animal lover and I’d hate to have to shoot one because they’re just trying to feed their family; but so am I. Survival of the fittest.
If this keeps up we may need to fence in a large area for the chickens and another for the turkeys. We’ve already started on an area for the younger birds, but it may need to be expanded just to protect our flock. If they’ve got no food, maybe the coyotes will go somewhere else to eat.

