For those of you who have never had chickens this story may not seem believable but I assure you, it happen right before my eyes.
I had gone out to the barn at lunchtime to see if the sheep had enough water and some hay to munch on. After filling waterers, I decided to open the feed room and grab just a few handfuls of hay as the sheep keep telling me that my DH doesn't feed them enough. Of course, my sheep would tell that to any and all who even get close enough to hear them, but that's another story. :)
After I gave out treats and hay, I was getting ready to close the feed room door when I heard a high-pitched "Eek, eek, eek!" I look down at the mousetrap we usually keep set and sure enough, there was a young mouse with its leg caught in the trap. I didn't have my reaching device my DH got me after surgery so I could pick up things off the floor, so I kept my back straight and reached down to pick up the trap. (See, Family...I'm trying to be good!) I thought I would kindly "whack" the mouse to put it out of its misery but as I tried to do this gracefully, the mouse came loose and dropped from the trap in my hand to the ground below.
Little did I know that the Queen of the Barnyard herself, Nosey Josey, was right by my side watching...and waiting for just the right time. No sooner had the mouse hit the ground than Josey grabbed it and started "whacking" it herself! This drew the attention of the other hens and all came running to see what Josey had gotten, and they didn't have.
Well, Josey took off - 'round and 'round the barnyard she went, clutching the mouse tightly while trying to escape the others and keep this treasure to herself. The others, having the pea-sized brains and short attention span that chickens do, stopped dead in their tracks when they discovered uneaten scratch-seeds they had leftover from this morning. Unbelievably, they started eating the scratch grains while Josey ran past me to a safe place in the barnyard.
Incredibly, Josey had killed the mouse and now laid it on the ground in front of her. Then - I kid you not! - she took the mouse by the head and swallowed it whole, just like a snake. I was astounded at this sight. No, it's not that I'm squeamish at all and I have seen my flock of chickens share baby birds that have fallen out of the nest, bugs of all sorts, and even small snakes. But I had never seen a chicken eat a mouse, whole, head-first, tail and all. All I could think of, saying it to myself, was "Eew!"
I must remind myself to always carry my cellphone to the barn from now on...if I ever fall I know, from what I saw today, I'll be done for sure! There will only be pieces of me left after the chickens get through with my poor body.
But then again...maybe I should let the chickens in the feed room more often and do away with the traps. (?)
Shhhh...don't tell Bran Josey stole one of his mice...