Sunday, 7 September 2014
The chicken war
There are just far too many of them.
Dursune, the neighbour to my left is completely over-run with chickens. The hens have chicks. The chicks grow up and they have chicks, and so on. She doesn't eat any of them or dispose of them, and they just run riot.
They are in and out of her garden all day, up and down the hill past our gate, which sets our dogs barking. She attempts to gather them all up in the afternoon and put them away safely, but some get left behind. They wander past the gate during the night...which makes the dogs bark...which keeps me awake.
Sevke, to my right, didn't have chickens until her daughter and granddaughter moved in with her last year, and they brought their chickens with them. The hens have had chicks...they grew up...had chicks...and so on. The chicks can squeeze through the chickenwire surrounding our garden. They eat tomato plants, melons, flowers, in fact anything that's edible. The dogs see them at the top of the garden, and they bark at them. I have to encourage the chicks back into their own garden for fear that they will come too close to my dogs and the result will be a bloodbath.
There is a woman just down the hill past Dursune's house who also has chickens, who have chicks, who have chicks...well you know the story by now.
This afternoon there was utter confusion down the hill. This woman's chickens and Dursune's chickens all got together for a bit of socialising.
When it came to both women calling their chickens home, all hell broke loose. I could hear the raised voices and screaming, and I went down to the front garden to see what was happening. They were each accusing the other of trying to steal their chickens. One would call the chickens whilst the other insisted that they were not hers, and vice versa.
I have no idea how either of them could tell which chickens were theirs...they all look the same to me.
This went on for about 10 minutes, and the chickens, clearly confused by what was happening, all set off in the opposite direction into the garden of a derelict house, which was very overgrown. Which meant that both Dursune and the other woman had to wade through the weeds and brambles to find them.
That was an hour ago. I've heard nothing further since......