I've just returned to chicken-keeping after a long (20-year) hiatus. We always used to keep chickens, but then I took a job that required constant traveling, much of it international, and it didn't seem fair to say to my husband, "Let's you take care of some chickens."
Last March I was abruptly grounded because of a health issue, and my first thought was, "Now I can have chickens!" My husband and I built the most ridiculous over-the-top chickenhouse and -yard, and I ordered nine four-week-old pullets from Murray MacMurray. I got the older chicks because they could ship in quantites smaller than 15. Also because the legal limit inside the city limits here is 8, and that's how I roll--always on the dangerous edge of lawlessness.
The girls are 16 weeks old now. I've got 2 white-crested Polish (Phyllis and Cruella), 2 cuckoo Marans (Odessa and Miss Marple), 1 black Australorp (Niffin), and 4 Ameraucanas (Bluey, Ginger, Sparrow, and Mrs Norris).
Also two rescued greyhounds, Woody and Twiggy, who aren't allowed anywhere near the peepers because I may be crazy but I'm not stupid.
Last March I was abruptly grounded because of a health issue, and my first thought was, "Now I can have chickens!" My husband and I built the most ridiculous over-the-top chickenhouse and -yard, and I ordered nine four-week-old pullets from Murray MacMurray. I got the older chicks because they could ship in quantites smaller than 15. Also because the legal limit inside the city limits here is 8, and that's how I roll--always on the dangerous edge of lawlessness.
The girls are 16 weeks old now. I've got 2 white-crested Polish (Phyllis and Cruella), 2 cuckoo Marans (Odessa and Miss Marple), 1 black Australorp (Niffin), and 4 Ameraucanas (Bluey, Ginger, Sparrow, and Mrs Norris).
Also two rescued greyhounds, Woody and Twiggy, who aren't allowed anywhere near the peepers because I may be crazy but I'm not stupid.