The story of an urban chicken farmer.

Sunday, July 20, 2008

New Chicks

Here are pics of the new chicks.

Brahma and Cochin
Brahma and Cochin

Brahma and Cochin kiss
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Standard Partridge Cochin
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Polish Trio
Polish trio

Maran and two Houdans. The one in front is a rooster, or so we think. It is always trying to kick us when we put our hands into their brooder.
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Standard AND bantam partridge Cochins
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Buff and Whites (Cochins)
Buff cochin and two whites
See how tall they are after 4 days.

More Polish shots. A Buff, white-headed black, and golden
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Poopy Cochin butts
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The Polish are so funny (not the people, the chickens)
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A baker's dozen
All 13

Tragic End

I have been slacking. Lots has happened and here is the short version.
We had a chicken that lived in the garage because the others decided to eat on it's feet. The rooster, being a large cock of nearly 13 pounds, ruined the girls' back feathers when he mounted them. We gave the two of them to my wife's mom for mother's day. Mr. Fancy Pants became like a dog for them, following anyone who wandered from the house. Bridget's mom wanted to have little chicks, but the Brahma girl was still less than a year old, and not at all broody. 6 weeks passed, and something ate them. Wild dogs were the suspects as the corn is tall and one was killed in broad daylight. It was over a week before we heard the news, and it turns out the in-laws were so attached to the birds that they want us to raise new ones for them.
Of course we are happy to do it.

About Me

I am a guitar pickin' fiddle playin' chicken man livin' with a hot bass thumpin' woman.