Listen to your Intuition

This morning was beautiful here in Yorkshire, the sun rose into a clear blue sky. The girls (as usual) couldn’t wait to get out of their run.

Henrietta led the charge, and very quickly they were all happily either digging for worms or demanding layer pellets.

Then the world went quiet, all the wild birds stopped singing and the hens froze as one, all with an eye cocked up towards the sky.

Henrietta and Princess Layer both sounded an alarm call and the girls raced as one to huddle together under the trees.

I looked up to see a buzzard circling, silhouetted black against a pale blue sky.

As far as I am aware none of the chickens have encountered a bird of prey, they were all barn reared commercial hens before they came to us, and I sit with them whenever they are out of their run.

It was entirely instinctual, an inbred sense of danger (which interesting they don’t have with dogs or cats).

If something feels wrong or makes you uncomfortable, walk away from it, don’t worry about looking foolish or unreasonable. We all have an inbuilt self preservation, we just need to listen to it when it sounds the alarm call.