We got our chicks in March of 2011 right after we returned from our Costa Rican honeymoon. I picked up a dozen chicks from a local feed store. All they sell are females, pullets. So finding a rooster was our next objective. Aren't they cute?
When they got big enough we let them out of the run in the morning and they all come back at dusk and pile in the coup. All we have to do is shut the door behind them.
|This one thinks a mole on my leg is something edible, perhaps a tick.|
|hello new addition!|
|Big Ed and the girls|
Eventually our girls started laying eggs. Usually they laid them in the coup, but sometimes we found eggs in strange places like behind the doghouse, and under wheelbarrows.
A lovely egg basket my Dad sent me.
|eggs behind a doghouse|
|This was me taking eggs from under a hen on Thanksgiving day.|
Well, we had a hen go broody, hehe, I hoped I would say that some day. And eventually we had more chicks. For some reason, this miracle of life amazed me. Then again, since I became a momma, a lot more things amaze me. Life is amazing. Ok, yeah, so these chickens are multiplying now! So cool. We had 7 hatch.
Aren't they sweet? We had to wait to see if they were male or female. There's a way to sex chicks. I'm not sure I'm ready to do that, besides, it doesn't matter what they are, we are going to let them grow up anyways. And they grew so quickly! I swear they grew faster and quicker than the first batch did. While momma and chicks were in the coup, we kept the door to the run closed during the day so that the little babies weren't out in the yard. We had an incidence or two with the cats chasing the chicks. There are enough natural predators out there besides our cats, that we thought it would just be safer for these chicks to stay locked inside until they were big enough to recognize a predator and run or hide. But having the coup unaccessable to the other hens, we started missing out on eggs. Sometimes they would lay close to the house, but eventually started laying in the woods or neighbors property.
Turns out we had 4 males and 3 females. That's not good. That's not good on the hens. I'll save the rest of this story for tomorrow. I know I could pull out several more chicken stories, I just tried to sum up about a year and a half so we can get caught up and I can blog about the next phase of raising chickens.