In lieu of my pain and drug induced stupor, I thought I'd pull out some old posts from when I first started blogging and share with you.
Here is a post from May 2009, when I first got 'the girls'. Now, one of these chickens is Stubs. The rest - God Rest Their Souls -
Allow me to introduce you to my new girls! Last Monday, after the 'cat'astrophe, we decided to take a ride up to Hobart to Karp's Garden Center and Feed Store (and then of course on to Bass Pro - my personal heaven). Didn't PLAN on getting chickens that day, because the house isn't ready yet. (Um, actually it isn't even started yet) Leave it to me to do things completely ass backwards. BUT, it was raining out, and it seemed a good a day as any to get them. Come to think of it, sometimes I HAVE to do things ass backwards to get anything done.
Here they are getting nestled into their new temporary house. I'm keeping them on the enclosed front porch for now, in my old rabbit cage, with a heat lamp on them. I'd like to name them, but they all look the same. :-/
I had wanted a few different breeds, but encountered the problem of mail order. In order to mail order the breeds I wanted, I'd have to order about 20 chickens. They have to keep each other warm during the shipping process. I'd LOVE to have 20 chickens, and probably will one day, but for now, I just wanted a handful. (I had 25 chickens and 2 turkeys the year we moved here. Oh the stories.) The Feed Store just had these. They are called 'Production Reds'. What a sad name, isn't it? Larry (Feed Store Guy) assured me that they would be a beautiful chestnut colored hen with a disposition similar to my beloved Buff Orpingtons.
This one looks like trouble. I'm going to keep my eye on that one! Wait...which one is that one?
I hope they will be happy here at 2600 W. I know I've been happy since they've arrived. I love something to nurture. These little babies need nurturing. I absolutely love to hear them 'peeping'. I don't know how they do it. They just sit there and peep, without moving their beaks. It's such a soothing sound to me. The sound of spring. The sound of peace. The sound of me smiling inside. I love chickens. I even like eating them, but PLEASE, don't say that too loud around the girls. I want them to feel secure.
Coming up next:
Chicken Little and the Falling Sky!