The dog was barking up a storm last night around 11:30. I went out with flashlight to find a young coon in the trap. I had moved the trap in near the main coop because I was expecting the neighbor to mow his field and I planned to return the trap to its owner, but I had left it set. Now to dispatch it. :/
It was a surprise catch. I hadn't noticed any signs of critters around. Haven't even heard the fox calling at night.
I confess -- I have 30 feathering chicks in my basement garage.

That doesn't count the 4 peachicks and 2 poults. Or the 2 older naked necks. Or the 2 new Red Star hatchlings. Not to mention incubating eggs.

I have 4 brooder areas going.
Last night I pulled my metal lawn trailer that is something like 3 x 4 in the house garage. The sides are around 18 inches high. I covered the bottom with bedding pellets and put 2 house window screens across the top. 30 chicks fit in there pretty well.
The brabanter chicks are cute. Three have distinct tops. I guess I should be looking for mohawks if I plan to breed, but I don't really want breeders, just some conversational additions to my main flock. But I can't tell boy from girl as none of them have any real sign of comb yet and the comb area is black. Interesting. They are only 3 weeks old, though.
I mentioned I love the Partridge Rocks after seeing Kel's Rachel in person. Well, I happened on a short Ebay auction for a dozen eggs and snatched them up yesterday.

This will have to be my last hatch for the year, or I'm going to be moving chicks into my bedroom for winter.
Found someone on BYC to test my BR turkey eggs, so I can stop throwing them into the incubator. They just seem too "valuable" to eat!
Went to chiropractor after work yesterday and ate at Cracker Barrel during a storm. Did get a little done on the book, but it isn't finished.
