Feathered Friends Friday

I had great intentions to post about my feathered friends earlier on today but that never happened. But hey, it’s still Friday!
The chickens are so far surviving winter. They survive by staying in their coop the cold/windy/snowy days and kick straw (and the occasional egg. Oh wait they’re hardly laying) out of the nesting boxes,and poop everywhere. But that’s the normal.

We had a week of cold cold weather, and the chickens never wanted outside. But then I also never gave them that privilege. Most of our days here are fairly fairly full of sun, but we had about 3 days of cloud and overcast and I realized on the 4th day that we hadn’t seen the sun for a long time!

I miss when their coop used to be pure white and clean. Now it’s just a poopy stinky mess. In the summer I put sand down instead of the straw.  It keeps it cooler and absorbs the poop so it doesn’t stink. In the winter I use the deep litter method as it keeps it a bit warmer and gives them more stuff to peck at when they’re stuck inside.

I had to use a little bribery to get them outside. It was indeed a beautiful day but it seems that with chickens, one will stick their head out the door, check out the weather and then tell all their little chicken friends not to go outside but to just poop inside. Good ol’ Nosy Nancy always comes out to visit.

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Some little girl missed her chickens. She was quite smitten to have them so close to her eating their food. IMG_3189 IMG_3192
The two roosters! Spaz and Rosco. Rosco is a mean bum who as Danelli says everytime we see him “we can’t trust Rosco”. And Spaz just lives up his name. Super skittish but has a wonderful crow! Rosco, on the other hand, just sounds like he’s still going through puberty.
I would like to say that they’re settling in for the night, but based on the amount of natural light there is, the chickens are just inside pooping. In case you haven’t figured it out, chickens poop a LOT. I just read that they poop every 10-15 minutes or so. (hahaha who would sit and keep track of how often a chicken poops!)

This is Bad Chicken munching on some weeds. She is named Bad Chicken because she laid her eggs under the coop for a long time. She no longer does that, but the name has stuck.

I bought a de-icer/water heater for their water since they kept dumping their water if it wasn’t frozen. This works wonderful. It’s actually a feed pan we use for cows who are penned up with their brand new calves, but until the calves come, (like 3-4 weeks!) it’s a chicken waterer!

Spaz checking out their new bathtub. Just kidding. I threw corn on the ashes to inspire them to take a dust bath, but they haven’t tried. Dirty birds. And notice the dog under the chicken door. If she sees me coming outside, she runs to her little spot here, and leaves when I leave the chickens. Also, if she had been chasing heifers or annoying the horses, she will run back to the house, but come out from the chickens so that we assume she was just hanging out with her chickens. Smart little dog.

Two eggs we get daily. Jed eats two eggs for breakfast, and the chickens give me 2 a day. Out of 15. They basically suck. But, i’m thankful we still haven’t had to buy any eggs and am hoping hoping that they start doing what chickens do best, and lay a few more eggs a day.

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And Nosy Nancy. Still as friendly as possible. Just getting in a quick hold and pet while the sun was going down causing us to glow!

I did just order 25 more chicks to arrive in April! I hope we have eggs (and chickens), coming out our ears! Never such thing as too many chickens. And if you have chickens, you can relate to this. If you don’t have chickens, you likely think i’m crazy.


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