Pleasantly rainy here, on the anniversary of a much more rainy, traumatic event, Hurricane Helene. Thoughts to anyone else who went through it. This week has brought up a lot of heavy feelings.
On a lighter note, I decided some waterers needed a scrub this morning. It didn't start raining until...
Tax: Fall colors and molting.
Stilton always has a couple weeks where he sports a Bruce Willis widow's peak.
Patchy looking, mostly tail-less molters in a favorite dustbathing area.
I ate plenty of chocolate sandwiches in Denmark as a kid (didn't grow up there but visited family regularly). Danish sandwich chocolate/pålægschokolade is in sheets, not shavings, and served over a layer of butter, open faced...
I know I'm not the only one on the thread with super duper tame chickens, but I figured I'd go ahead and represent (acknowledging that Shad's probably shaking his head at this level of chicken-human mingling).
Tame chickens can happen unintentionally and unexpectedly. Merle was a mean...
We were discussing egg cost on this thread earlier in the summer, and I remember sharing that I prorate housing costs over 10 years. (Not that you're actually calculating costs in this case--just sharing in case it's germane for those who are!)...
This looks like a lot of hens' bums at the end of the laying season. We have a few who always end up with bare bums and dried poop on feathers. By mid-winter, they have bodacious fluffy butts again.
If her butt wasn't a ton worse than this photo prior to the bath, I'd leave her be. No need to...
Exactly. Molting seems to be one of the times when they need to forage more than ever. Their tastes in the first weeks of molt shift every few days. Sometimes they go bonkers for grass, then for something microscopic in the dirt, then for this or that plant.
They can't order off a menu, so...
It'll be fine. They know the difference. You're just a stand-in.
I've been an accidental rooster for hens and an accidental hen for bachelor Andre. The second the real thing appeared, I was like a teenager's mom at the mall: invisible 🫥
Also, for a long time after reading your threads, I...
Entry 4: Peck, 2-year-old Speckled Sussex hen, headed off on her daily – or hourly – adventure. She's always on the move.
Judges, please advise if the text on the flags disqualifies this photo. If so, I'll swap it with another I was thinking of entering. Thank you!
Love looking through everybody's entries! Here are mine.
Entry 1: Stilton, 5-year-old Easter Egger rooster, looking both scruffy and stunning, his late-summer look.
Oh my! Ours don't have that issue with blueberries. Their poops turn nearly black from blueberries but keep good consistency. Too many cucumbers, though, and bumbums go boom boom 😳
Haha. Demanding.
Is that a doody on Mow's booty? Seems like the first time we've seen that on her bodacious cotton ball.
The molt is nigh, the bummer-est of chicken seasons. Everybirdy's getting grouchy and scruffy. I know that around here, a doody booty isn't as much out of the norm as usual.
I'm back to...
At least if they start to see you in a rooster role, that usually stops the moment the real thing arrives (and hopefully while the 6-year-old hens might be discerning, they'll also be good teachers to help the new guys fall into line).
Same when it's flipped, and a human-tamed bachelor rooster...
No way! I wasn't sure it was a Southern thing, but that makes sense. My mom was a recent immigrant to the US when I was a kid, so the dishes we ate growing up were a mix of Danish (meatballs, meatballs, and more meatballs) and recipes from either her internationally diverse university friends or...
Thanks, @Labsandchickens8, for the deep like on my post about the Annual Battle of the Laying Hens. I mindlessly clicked on my first notification and found myself re-reading a post I'd forgotten all about.
Had also forgotten that it's battle season again! When Most Illustrious and Qualified...