Madie'sOddFlock

They told me to just drown her, to put her down and out of her "misery"... Well, I'm happy to announce that "Flat"(as we took to calling her due to her spraddle-leg-like condition(it likely was spraddle, but I'm not 100% sure")) is doing well, her legs fixed themselves with practically no intervention from me, and she's a perfectly happy 5-week old buff brahma.

This is that moment when I realize that I have $100 extra to spend... on chickens of course, and as I get excited, also realize that I can't decide what in the world I want because there's just too many options, and the most likely options are still too expensive...

Pretty sure I have Napoleon(avatar) grandbabies... He may be gone(RIP) but he will always live in my heart and his family line will live on, mostly at our farm(if I have anything to say about it).

You know you've gone a little chicken overboard when it becomes a good idea to change an old garden into a chicken village... We just picked up 3 coops from my aunt and have to go get at least 1 more tomorrow...

And on that same note, I'm hoping that Monroe will make it through the night... it's not looking too good right now(it's not a Brahma, but it's one of the older ones that's been being picked on for the last few weeks). It's all bandaged up and separated for now... wish us luck.

I'm pretty sure that my chicks are genetically racist... We had the same problem with their parents where the light brahmas keep getting eaten. Thankfully with these ones young enough to still be inside, I'm actually catching it before we have dead birds.

I can't wait for Marilyn to meet her son Monroe. It probably won't be for at least another week or so, but still. I think that Monroe is officially staying with us... if I have any say in the matter. The rest of the boys can go to anyone else, but Monroe stays.

Well, here goes another attempt at a house chicken. She keeps seeming groggy, and I have to put her into the coop at night. Her run is made of pallets, and I keep finding her wedged in the bottom of them... So she came inside last night. Hopefully, it'll be just a little TLC and then she'll be back out with her buddies.

that moment when the 2-week-old you thought was a boy already starts growing in a reddish comb...

I've never had chicks that learned to fly as quickly as these ones have. They're just about 2 weeks old, and they're already making it the 6 inches up onto the waterer, and the 8 inches up onto the feeder(I had to put a plate over it because I'm using a bigger feeder, and they already got stuck on the inside once...)