Red - Crazy in the Head :P
Don't worry, I'm only a little crazy. Just enough to make things fun ;) I'm not totally new to chickens, but I'm fairly new to owning them. Some years back, the company I worked for had its office located in an old farm house, and it was my responsibility to care for five chickens on the property. I found out how much I loved fresh eggs, how dumb some roosters can really be, and how much fun it was to watch my favorite hen that had a bum leg.
Over a year ago, I got my first chicken. Here he is, my handsome boy Beau:
Beau (Bo) was a replacement for my boyfriend's rooster. But see, Beau only had one hen. So I went and found two more for him. And then two more.
Desiree, my Cuckoo Marans (or Dominique??). Cindy the white Leghorn. Mimi the Barred Rock. Wednesday the Black Star. Edna the Silver Laced Wyandotte. Cindy, Mimi, Edna, and Wednesday fell victim to a raccoon, unfortunately. I will catch that thing! And I will have me a new hat.
After getting hens, I started getting chicks. Here are the first two chicks I have ever owned:
On the left is my EE baby, Nina. Right is my Delaware, Ellie. My brother's Husky got a hold of them, and I miss them dearly. Someday, I intend to have another Delaware.
Here are my current babies, all of which I feel so privileged to own and care for:
Lark, my Rhode Island Red. Melanie, my Golden Laced Wyandotte. Serenity (or Serah) my second Easter Egger. Trixie, my mom's Black Star. That cute little blonde ball of fluff is Princess Peach, my Buff Orpington. Oh, how I love her.
Here they are a little more grown up:
Some of my super poofy babies, Blue/Black Wyandottes:
Stevie, Angel, and Peach again.
Here they are at a few months old, with my three Ameraucana's and my blonde EE! Steve is being very serious about inspecting my camera, as you can see in the first picture. And surprise! I thought Steve was a boy - nope, turns out she's a huge, healthy girl :)
Pictured above are: Stevie and Angel, Blue/Black Wyandottes, Thelma the EE x BO, Jemma the blue Amer, Arthur and Raven the black Am's, and Cookie (short for Cookies and Cream) the SLW.
Say hello to my whole flock as grown ups! Some are terribly camera shy, so I'll probably add more pictures here later.
Larky! Aka Miss Mouth. Oh Nora, I do so love the beard. Been enjoying that mud, much?
Dottie, I love you, but you're getting just a little too big to sit on my shoulders like that.
These are my Icelandics, who I'm so thrilled to have! Meet Gunther and Sven, my boys. Such good boys they are, too.
And of course, we need some ladies to complement such fine gentlemen. Here are Flekka, Summer, and Autumn, my Icelandic pullets. Flekka is the speckled one. Summer has the golden neck and the crest. Autumn is more shy.
And..............turkeys! Betty, my crossbreed girl ...... I just call her my brown turkey. The picture on the left was from when she showed up out of the blue in my uncle's yard as a poult. To the right is a more recent picture of her, with a cameo of Peter's butt in there.
The two white ones are Peter and Punkin. I got turkeys to raise for my boyfriend, who was having a very bad run of luck with dogs getting into his yard last year. I had no idea how much fun these birds were going to be. Oh my, personality!
Peter has a squash mustache........
Turkeys and chickens are such wonderful creatures, if mischievous. I love animals and I love caring for my birds and having them around. Being able to watch them run around in my garden and listening to them chatter is a great stress reliever. Like I said, I feel very privileged to have them.
All of the adult birds from my first flock have gone now, as well as a few that I had as chicks. Some were taken by predators, others just vanished. I miss my babies.
Don't feel shy if you'd like to say hello! Sometimes I can be shy myself, but I do my best to talk to others and make new friends.