After our grim and depressing last post, there was one small joy that was to be had.
The previous post was written before Kel had had a chance to clean up the carnage of the last decimation, because when he did, look what he found:
That’s right. A survivor.
We’ve brought him over to our property to look after the few remaining teenage chicks that weren’t taken (seven in total). Kel has reinforced the coop so that they are all safe and the rooster has bonded well with the chicks.
Although this doesn’t replace what was lost, it is a small blessing of hope not to give up.