A scattering of white feathers mark the end of Odin.
His hormones had blinded his peanut sized brain
And a vixen had taken advantage of his sex filled thoughts.
It's a fable worthy of Aesop
Or even the old Testament
" sex bringeth damnation"
Or something like that.
My girls have not been left unscathed by the roving predator
One Bluebell was taken from the centre of the field yesterday morning.
She was a good layer too.
The vixen will have cubs and May and June are always dangerous times for free range poultry owners.
This morning I have blocked the holes in the field fencing and have hung the portable radio in the hawthorn. Radio 5 live will now be trilling out over the fields
Radio 4 tells to frighten off foxes more , but the reception is bad today.
another randy male bites the dust to feed the babys of a vixen, that 's life best to be boring and stay at home being good then out on the tiles
ReplyDeleteTis a sad demise for Odin the saucy, but just proves that lady lust may one day lead to a frightful end for those who insist on the spreading of oats so wild.
ReplyDeletewooo just found the hand made scotch egg company can not wait for the delivery
ReplyDeleteThey've got a stand at the Malvern Spring Show too. Will be hitting the food hall on arrival on Friday so there's still a chance of some being left for me.
DeleteHave you tried peeing around the limits of their runs; I'm told the foxes become wary.
ReplyDeleteThis should have been obvious, but wasn't till I read Cro's comment :-)
DeleteWell he didn't last long, then.
ReplyDeleteLust and love can sometimes lead to our damnation...poor guy!
ReplyDeleteMay Odin rest in peace. He did his bet to ensure that his genes will advance into the future. Surely, Chris Evans on Radio 2 would drive all predators away but could cause your neighbours to advance up the lane with burning torches and pitchforks.
ReplyDeleteI feel sorry for Odin.
ReplyDeleteThat looks like a Law and Order crime scene...
ReplyDeleteToo bad you couldn't get America's Talk Radio. That station has so much stupidity, that a sly fox would not come within miles of it's transmission.
ReplyDeleteSorry you lost a hen John. The white rooster was sort of asking for it though.
ReplyDeleteAnd so soon after we met the young man. Can Radio 5 balance the protection of the farmers flock, against preservation of the fox? After decade of being hunted into near extinction, fox (and in this country Coyotes) have made a real recovery. There are fox in my near urban neighborhood.
ReplyDeleteOdin was no loss, but I'm sorry about your hen.
ReplyDeleteKarma.
ReplyDeleteJane x
I have read that placing elephant dung on the ground scares foxes away. They see the dung and realize that a mighty big creature patrols this territory. May be a trip to Chester zoo, John?
ReplyDeleteSomebody, maybe Kinky Friedman? said "Don't let the weenie rule your life." Sound advise, easier to follow later in life.
ReplyDelete:( sorry about your hen, not sorry about Odin (does that make me a bad person?)
ReplyDeleteYou were correct about your prediction of 'bloodshed' in your previous post. I am sad to hear of the demise of Odin and your little hen too. x
ReplyDelete{ppr Odin - men never learn do they?
ReplyDeleteMy Buff Orpington cockerel is enormous and has jumped on and off the new pullets with such gusto that he has made one of them lame. I just hope she will recover.
Well that ended suddenly! Or is this just the end of Act I? Perhaps Odin's ghost will come back to drive the other cockerels or the vixen mad. Good stuff, this.
ReplyDeleteI rather like the elephant dung suggestion. Wonder if it will work to keep Heron’s away from the pond as I often get tired of peeing round the damn thing.
ReplyDeletethanks blue shed
ReplyDeleteWhen I lived in Laguna Beach I had friends that bought "cleaned" ? lion poo to deter the deer from having late night dinner parties in the gardens. They loved roses.
ReplyDeletecheers, parsnip
I have radios playing all day and all over but with different channels for each "space"
ReplyDeleteI find "Planet Rock" good for chicken pen (never had a fox attack) radio 2 for alarm (have to leap out of bed to turn off Venessa Feltz) most annoying bitch in the world!
Radio 4 in kitchen (sensible catch up of news and weather when brewing coffee)
Five live on drive to work (discover what the brain dead are thinking....zombie attack prediction)
Classic FM whilst setting up classroom!
I Lurve radio
Oh Romeo!
ReplyDelete"Wherefore art thou?"
ReplyDeleteNought but a few scattered white feathers to show that he was ever there . . . unless a few white chicks appear in due course.
"Odin 2, 3, 4, 5, etc. etc."
Guess Allfather had to go back to Asgard. Sorry about your little hen.
ReplyDeleteAwful news, John. And I mean it. No sooner do I get attached to another maverick in your vicinity Odin is fodder. No doubt for a good cause (the vixen's brood), but still. Puts a whole new spin on "Live and let live".
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Any commercial station sends me running...those annoying adverts !
ReplyDeleteSo much for Odin being a warrior god.
ReplyDeleteWell, that was as brief a guest appearance on your blog as i've ever seen! Sorry you lost a hen and hope the strategy to hang the radio and plug the holes works.
ReplyDeleteYour fatty face musings remind me of a fat pal of mine (and I mean very fat... well no, actually I mean very, very, very fat) who once wailed, "I am really going to have to lose some weight, but God knows how."
ReplyDeleteSo I said, "You could try eating less."
To which he replied, "I'm not that desperate yet!"
Oh... I appear to have just commented on the wrong post. How silly. Please imagine that previous comment was in the right place (Face like a hairy scatter cushion place). Apologies.
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