I got 9 chicks April 1st. I've been meaning to update you on their progress, but time gets away with me. I bought them before my precious Dixie Chicks were murdered eaten by a hungry fox or raccoon. It seems hard to believe that Pyper was holding these fluffy little chicks just a few months ago...
Then they grew into teenagers. We had them in a horse stall to separate them from the other flock, which became only 2 birds over night. In order to protect them all, Shannon made a chicken run off of their coop.
It's not pretty, but it's effective. This saddens me, because I loved calling my chickens and have them run to me like well trained puppies. They would convene around the back porch and wait for me to throw out tidbits of love to them. Our neighbors complained about them in their yard, so we had to build something to contain them. I'm still bitter, but I grudgingly understand. Not everyone loves my chickens like I do. Crazy, right?
We opened the coop doors to both the teenager and adult coops one day and they all mixed in the barn. Ida Mae and Mable, the adults, certainly showed the younger ones who was in charge, but no feathers were lost and no feelings were hurt. After several days of this, we threw them all together in the main coop. Now, they are all considered adults, even though my younger hens haven't started laying. However, of the 9 I bought, I have 4 roos. *sigh* Oh, well. I enjoy watching them prance around, and crow.
Joshua named this white roo, Patrick. I'm guessing from Sponge Bob? I don't let Pyper watch that craziness, but hey, it's a roo. He LOVES to crow. And he loves Mable. That's Mable in the back.
The handsome roo in the middle (red with green tail feathers) is Hawk. He's gorgeous and seems to be pretty mellow. The white and black one is Liberty. She's a hen.
Here's my sweet Ida Mae. She's broody and sitting on 2 eggs right now. Shannon and I candled them, and it looks as though they are fertile, but we'll find out for sure around July 26. She rarely leaves her nest. Her comb and waddle have become VERY pale, but from my reading, this is normal. I've been hand feeding her meal worms and Shannon thinks I'm crazy. I just love my chickens.
This is Crock Pot. He's the most handsome of all of my roos, I think. I really like his personality.
And this is big handsome guy (on the right) is Puff Daddy. Yes, I know he's white and he's not a rapper. But he has big fluffy, puffy cheeks. The white lady next to him is Foghorn Leghorn because she's a...LEGHORN! The buff colored one in the back is Thelma, her sister which looks nearly identical to her is Louise. The black and white one behind Puff Daddy is Liberty. They are all Easter Eggers, except for Foghorn. They will lay blue, green, or brown eggs. They have greenish colored legs. Foghorn will be my only white egg layer. Her legs are bright yellow. They are very docile and let me hold them. I love them and their sweet ways.
Shannon and I are trying to decide what to do with the 3 roos we don't keep. Eat or sell? I'm leaning toward eating. But which ones? Puff Daddy is a bit aggressive with the ladies, Hawk is nice, and Patrick is too loud. My favorite one is Crock Pot. What do you think?
