Poor Chicky has always been at the bottom of the pecking order in our coop. Since the roosters arrived, she has become the town slut. Well, perhaps that's not fair, since she's doing nothing to encourage those lascivious boys! Unfortunately, their amorous attentions have been wearing out some of her feathers...
Note in particular the balding shoulders, back, and back of head! She also seems to be picking out her own chest feathers. And for all I know she could be moulting, but I thought she'd finished that.
When a rooster mounts a hen, he grabs her by the back of her head with his beak, which over time wear off feathers. His big claws are responsible for the feather damage to the back and shoulders. The other hens are fine, but poor Chicky gets it all the time, so we had to do something for her. So I ordered a few saddles to try out!
Yep, chicken saddles! They attach around each wing with an elastic loop, and protect the back, given the feathers some time to grow back. Now that Chicky has her saddle on, I can see that I need to get her one of the versions that include shoulder protection! :(
Chicky has taken to the saddle very well, but Henrietta is a bit startled by it!
Chicky sitting pretty with Errol Flynn and Lord Gaga. It all looks very innocent until the lust-furnace gets ignited!
However, the roosters now who's really the boss. Right, Gordon? I mean, Errol?
Love me, love my chicken. I was being very careful not to get my eyeballs pecked out. Chickens LOVE shiny things!
Henrietta looking demure.
Anastasia and Georgiana sharing a perch.
And Tina Turner, Buttercup and Penelope up near the ceiling, where the boys can't get at them! On colder nights, they come down to perch under the heat lamp.
Saddle up, ladies!