Nickb
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Yes , this was a poultry farm and brock grabbed a live henBut did brock kill it....??
Yes , this was a poultry farm and brock grabbed a live henBut did brock kill it....??
Yes , this was a poultry farm and brock grabbed a live hen![]()
Badgers kill plenty on the poultry units I shoot on. They work around the outside perimeter, and any poultry dumb enough to have flown over the fence during the day is toast at night. I have been known to throw a few turkeys back over the fence to safety some nights. I'll try and get footage on the thermal this winter, I might even set up a SeeCam.
I've watched Brock standing on a carcass ripping it apart like something out of a Jurassic Park movie.
Most peculiar. I have witnessed the carnage when Brock got in and under the aprons this year when the chickens were shut up because of the avian flu.So odd isnt it - i said on another thread about our poults getting out last year and the badger just walking right through them
Badger's that watch football are the worst!large playing field.
Indeed, and I have seen it from my cat and our neighbours two cats in just a short period of time. Unfortunately the wife and kids love the cat, so it stays. It tries to kill me daily by tripping me on stairs (the cat, not the wife - yet).The drastic drop in songbirds is partly to blame on the huge increase in cats.
It should be law for every cat to have a collar with bells whilst outside to at least give the birds half a chance.
They are also blaming insecticides. Less insects, one less food group for birds.
You only have to look at the front of your car to realise we haven't got the insect numbers we had 10 years ago.
Interesting point.But did brock kill it....??
Interesting point.
An old smallholder pal rang me to report the loss of a chicken - “something had dug in overnight under the coop wire” etc…
When I went down and inspected the scene of the crime the first thing I noticed was the size of the “hole” it was negligible but what was obvious was that something very strong had pulled up the fence (which was held down by bull-wire) to gain access. This and the fact that only one hen had gone made me a tad suspicious - then only fifteen yards away underneath some gorse was the remains of said chicken, the feathers of which were scattered over a wide area. There was no hair on the lifted wire and no detectable smell.
Soooo, in best Sherlock Holmes (or do I mean Inspector Clouseau) tradition I hung an old dead hen up on a post ten yards from the coop and set up a trail camera. Next morning there was a bombsite and all that was left were two feet and a couple of long sinews hanging from the post.
Examination of the many clips on the camera over three hours included this one (not great quality but clear enough for admissible evidence methinks)….
Sooo - no direct smoking gun that the badger/badgers was the culprit but every night for a week I got footage of at least one of them “casing the joint” - and no sign of any foxes whatsoever…..
Guilty or not - you decide….
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You only have to look at the front of your car to realise we haven't got the insect numbers we had 10 years ago.
Couple years back I observed one meandering up hillside towards me. Completely oblivious, I thought I'd see how close he got before noticing me. Well, he got so close I felt the need to hiss under my breath "feck off badger". Not once , but twice & stamp my foot before he got the idea. But boy, once he did, he was off like a whippet on a Yamaha! Didn't even break stride at fence line, very torpedo like as you say, right through hedge and gone. Lot of power lurking there.A mate of mine disturbed a badger on Halvergate Marshes, it took off at high speed towards the River Bure, which is quite a big river, he reckoned it jumped in, both feet in front like a diver, & swam over the river like a bloody torpedo. He still laughs about it.
30lb stoats.Couple years back I observed one meandering up hillside towards me. Completely oblivious, I thought I'd see how close he got before noticing me. Well, he got so close I felt the need to hiss under my breath "feck off badger". Not once , but twice & stamp my foot before he got the idea. But boy, once he did, he was off like a whippet on a Yamaha! Didn't even break stride at fence line, very torpedo like as you say, right through hedge and gone. Lot of power lurking there.
More like 13½kg!!30lb stoats.