However, while I was hoping that the bare backs and necks of the hens would gradually improve once Miney wasn't around, it didn't happen. In fact, it seems to have gotten worse. Both JP and I have witnessed the hens pecking each other while roosting in the Chicken Barge. Why? Who knows what sorts of thoughts race through the brains of birds?!
I read that chickens LOVE the color red and will peck unmercifully at anything red. I have to question this, as none of the hens has gouged anyone else's red eyes out yet. We decided, however, that the only thing to do at this point, is cover their naked and tender red skin. Luckily, there are such things as "Chicken Aprons" that do just that.
Let's hope that our flock will someday stop looking like a refuge for old and battered hens.