Hello everyone! I came into this poultry thing pretty reluctantly. I did not want anything to do with it. My boyfriend of almost 5 years has grown up with poultry his entire life. He LOVES it. I did not. I remember our first four chickens. His mom asked us to keep them when she went out of town for a few days. Reluctantly I agreed. She came back and Austin, my boyfriend, got attached to the chicks. We kept them. Kickstand, Pablo, Bandit, & Blue were their names. Blue got very sick and died on my chest a week later. That's when I started to get attached to the other three. Just as luck would have it- we had one hen and two roosters. Pablo was 'mine' she is our hen. So I got ducks, I got 4 anacona's. Then we got two mallard ducks, and one of those died. Bandit didn't make it through the winter. This year I got 6 chicks, 5 poults, I incubated about 2 dozen eggs, and I have two momma ducks sitting on their nests. My love for these animals has grown so much. They are my pets- even if all my friends think I'm crazy because I lay in the grass with my ducks & chickens for an hour a day, I love them. I cry when we lose one. People around here don't understand me, "chickens are food not pets." But my chickens are just like my dogs to me. So looking back I'm am glad we took those chicks for the weekend. Now Pablo's favorite place to perch is my arm. I am so blessed to have experienced so much life and love! Three days left in the incubator and I am gunna have ducklings! YAY!!