Curry & Rice are 2 fullygrown commercial Hyline hens. They have come to live with us in the beach house coop. I have dubbed them ‘the double rescue‘ hens.
You see, they were rescued from a caged egg farm 2 years ago. Along with 20 others, they were saved from a life of cruelty by a small rescue team in Brisbane. They proceeded to have an egg-citing life in a domestic yard in a breakfast Creek suburban home, where they free ranged in a large run on an empty block adjacent to their adopted home, on the banks of the Breakfast Creek.
Then, in January, the floods came.
Curry & Rice are all that remain of the 20 hens.
The others, swept away by flood waters on January 11 like so many other animals and livestock, never knew what was coming. They survived, it seems, by perching high in trees for a week. I can only imagine what was going through their chooky heads. Since then, the poor girls have lived thigh deep in mud, ranging the flood ravaged block, foraging for what they could.
Now they live with us.
They were wormy, covered in caked poo and mud, and Curry so stressed she still has not closed her beak (open beaks are a sign of chooky stress).
Being the good adoptive parents we are, we have cleaned them up, crop wormed them (the only non-organic thing I do with the chooks) and set them in with our fussy, obstreperous Araucanas. Stew repaid the offer of companionship by spending the entire Saturday standing outside the garden shed (a good 10 meters away from the coop) quivering in indignation and bok-bok-BOK-ing at the intruders (which are twice her size).
The intruders, huge as they are, shivered behind the palm trees, only poking their heads out to see if it was yet safe. Curry, who is a good 3 cms wider and taller than Rice, spent the day hidden behind her companion nudging her forward as if to say ‘YOU go first’.
They spent their first night together asleep on the grass by the doorway near the roost, since the bossy Stew & Dumpling (who are the size of small bantams) stretched their wings out and hogged the roost, not allowing the newbies any perch space at all.
We were glad to be able to rescue our rescue hens. There were so many other animals that were not so lucky, being displaced after the floods. Some have never been claimed. Dogs, cats, horses, cattle, hens and more. Whilst the media concentrates on people and homes, (and I am not condemning that at all), there are many displaced animals out there looking for a home.
Can you help?