Thursday, April 21, 2016

Abandoned Chick

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Hens appear to have no time for their early firstborn.


So now he's in solitary confinement in hopefully a catproof nursery.

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at 2 weeks 5/4/16

Wednesday, March 19, 2014

Ponyboy

I love our tiny rooster Ponyboy. He's grown up to be a handsome Golden Neck d'Uccle. He's a good flock leader and still pretty tame.

Chicks!

2 chickies hatched 3 weeks ago, mothered by the lavender ameraucana. Goldish white like our roo, with feather feet. One has vulture hocks. Both are doing great. Glad they are big enough to not pop through the chicken wire anymore.

Friday, October 25, 2013

Tiny Dancer is Molting





Tiny Dancer, our only standard-size chicken and our oldest, is molting, and she just looks awful. And I hate that the coop is full of her feathers everywhere. It looks like a predator got lucky. But when she's back to herself again she'll be a an even more beautifully-feathered Columbian Wyandotte.

Wednesday, October 9, 2013

Mystery Chick Appears!


Just happened to check the coop a few minutes ago and heard a wailing chick! Didn't even know we had an egg ready. We must have overlooked it buried in the nest fluff. Lee had marked some to hatch just two weeks ago. It's black with a black beak and grayish black feet. I was glad I was there because it squeezed through the chicken wire and popped out of the coop. I put it back and the two easter egger hens, the lavender and the black ones, promptly guided it to the run area and sat on it, both together! It's so cute...the black hen was peeking out the lavender one's wing.

We successfully rehomed our two Sultan cockerals in July, leaving us with our single rooster Ponyboy, the golden neck d'Uccle. Hoping this new chick is a female and the actual offspring of one of the two momma hens, which would give us another green egg layer.

Friday, July 12, 2013

Poor Penguin

Lee found our birchen cochin chick Penguin keeled-over dead in the coop the morning after July 4th. I had just checked on them right before sunset on the 4th and gave them some scratch. I thought it was odd that this chick, who was always the first to scramble for treats, for the first time did not partake. She just sat there, roosting on the ledge of the sand bin. She was growing so nice and fat, like a cochin should. And her birchen feathers were really pretty. I'll miss her. Everyone else is just fine.