Yes, I was running outside in my underwear. They were boxers and I’m sure the neighbors could not tell. It was an emergency. Wait, perhaps I should back up and start from the beginning.
So, as I was getting ready for bed when I heard an odd sound from the backyard. What is that? It was just before midnight January 8th. I paused for a moment. And then the sound came again. An animal shrieked!
They will definitely be getting their wings clipped this week. One trick I learned to get them out of the trees involves a broom handle. Chickens, similar to other birds, will perch on anything.
So if you take the broom handle and press is against the front of their legs, they will almost naturally step onto the broom handle as if it was a branch. By doing this, you can then easily lower them down from the tree. One of them I was able to carry from the tree almost to the door of the chicken coop by using the “broom handle perch” method.
My chickens were in the trees again. This time, two of them were REALLY high up. I tried to video them, but the result looks like Blair Witch meets the Chicken Wrangler. It took approximately 30 minutes for me to get all four chickens unstuck from the trees tonight. Two were fairly easy to catch because they were within arms reach.
The other two chickens were a different story. They were both nine feet off the ground, and I made the smart decision to poke them with a stick to get them down. Which, of course, was the wrong decision because they flew higher into the tree. Finally I came up with the idea of pulling the tree branch down and then they were six feet off the ground, and then I snagged them from the tree. Now all four are safely locked in their chicken coop.