Hello, My name is IroquoisEgg and I am a Chicken-Aholic. We live in Fair Oaks California, which happens to have a downtown village filled with chickens, mainly roosters. They walk all over town, have a big park, cars drive slow and wait as they cross the road, a chicken festival in fall even. When I 1st moved here 6 years ago, I thought wow, this is bit ridiculous...i mean there were chickens eating with us at the 5 star restaurant patio, just listening to the band and enjoying the candlelight! Fast forward to April of 2010...DH suggests getting 4-5 laying hens for eggs. I said okay and let him start building a chicken tractor. He found BYC and told me all about this great website with everything chicken, I wasn't interested in the least. Memorial Day rolls around..or rather, "the day my addiction was born.." We came home with 2 white leghorns,because I had to have white eggs-couldn't eat brown and didn't know there were even blue or green- and here's the exact point is started...they had a 4 week old RIR/Ameracauna pullet I saw her and my heart of stone turned to mush. Then next place had a layer, we got her and 2 more chicks because of course, the 1st one couldn't be alone. In a matter of hours we are over the 5 chicken limit. All MY doing!! Who knew I was a crazy chicken lady in the making??? Lost some dear souls here and there got replacements but never just one for one...I have had a steady flow of chicks in the brooder, in my kitchen no less, looking at the latest as I type, which consist of 2 Sebrights, a Black Australorp, 2 Jersey Giants. Outside-Wyandottes (blue laced, splash, Gold laced), a white leghorn, BO, Light Brahma, Delaware, brown Leghorn, 3 Silkies, 2 WCB Polish, EE's, Barred Rock, Mille Fleur..25 total. All named and some come when they are called, follow me around for treats, live in a Brand new walk-in coop freshly painted! They basically want nothing to do with DH and are my girls. I do all the chores. all of them. I love it.
Oh by the way, that 1st chick the RIR/Ameracauna....she's a he! Imagine that, had I known I wouldn't have brought her, uh him, home and my addiction might have remained unleashed! How sad that would be! DH spent Sunday insulating the coop as "Betsy" is learning how to crow really loud and I have to try everything to be able to keep her without pissing off the neighbors. My chickens make me laugh, cry, shake my head and sigh-what a rich life us BYCers have!
Looking for Blue Ameracaunas always....!