
We could never return the "burbs" either! I'm one that loves to read all the wisdom the "Old Timers" share, then turn my nose up and do what I want anyway. Now that I am fast approaching my first anniversary with my beloved flock, I want to thank all the "flock masters". My mantra now: Oh...... THAT"S why....." What I've learned: -Chickens don't need heat. They have feathers for a reason. I obsessed all last year with a wireless thermometer and light bulbs of various wattages trying to keep them from freezing, only to discover that in the crisp February mornings at -10° F they would bust out of the coop to and spend all day outside. -Cull substandard chickens. I tried to save them all- sick and deformed. All I ended up with were chickens that needed a lot of special care (in my basement

) and were rejected and picked on by other flock members. It's a very unhappy existence for them IMO. -Space.... LOTS of space. Their coop is undersized, but they only lay eggs and sleep in it. Their run (14 sq. ft/ bird) is available all day to them and they are free-ranged for a few hours each evening; all day on weekends. The space really helps with introducing new birds to the flock.
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good rooster is invaluable. Not any rooster will do. I stewed many before I found a keeper. My girls are so much happier with a him around. They are calmer and get along better. He breaks up fights and keeps them in line. I have a very bossy Black Australorp that he took down a few notches. She almost went in the stew pot until he straightened her out.
-Don't help a chick out of it's shell. If it's not strong enough to get out on it's own, it's not strong enough to survive. Culling a deformed chick that you tried to save is very discouraging. Just let nature take its course. -Chicks don't need 95° constantly. I was fortunate to have 2 broodies at the same time I was hatching with an incubator. When the coop chicks were a week old, she took them all out of the run and into the yard, even in the cold rain. It made me look at my brooder setup and realize I was obsessing about heat again. The incubator chicks went outside at 2 weeks. They would've gone out sooner, but the current brooder pen occupants had to be evicted first. -Chicken psychology is an enigma. I have a lot more to learn. It doesn't mean I haven't already read it somewhere. I just have to admit I don't know what I'm doing.