Oh taz I sure hope so after this weekend, next week is supposed to be better, let's pray that it is
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Danz I'm glad you're getting rid of roosters, I have some that need to go bad. I did get rid of one today when we went to Wichita, I met the gal up there & brought him with us for her, a Cream Legbar. There is someone who is supposed to come Sunday evening & get the other two of those. That will just about clean out my growout pen so I can put more chicks in there soon. It needs a good cleanout first though. We went by
TSC while we were up there & picked up chick starter & I wanted pine shavings & can you believe they ran out of them, right when people are buying chicks, bad timing. So then we had to stop at Atwoods in Andover to get them. I didn't see a thing either place I couldn't live without, can you believe it that's 3 stores I've been in in the last week with chicks & didn't come home with even one. I have enough eggs in my incubator waiting to hatch though that I sure don't need any. We got back from Wichita just in time for my DH to take off for work & then I loaded up my carrier & got back in the car again & drove an hour to pick up two Silver Laced Wyandotte hens I was wanting to add to my pen for making the Cinnamon Queens. This will make 5 hens when these two get integrated so that should help. I'm getting quite a few orders for them. I had quite an adventure going to get the hens, I got there to the place where I was meeting the lady & we got the first hen into my carrier & were putting the 2nd one in when the first just shot out of the carrier & took off. Oh boy that hen could run like the wind. She started running one way & we would get her turned around & she would turn on a dime & run the other way. She kept going back to the carrier because her friend was in there so finally we were getting nowhere with catching her, she was too smart. I said why don't we put the carrier in your car & see if she will go in there. So we did & left the door open, well she smelled a trap for quite awhile & she kept running under the cars. We were about to give up when she finally decided to fly into the car & I slammed the door. The windows were partially open & she started flying around the car & hit the windshield so I finally was able to reach in & grab her. Whew, was that ever a workout! I got the hens home just before dark & got them into their temporary pen for quarantine & got them settled in. I don't think I want to repeat that experience any time soon.
Then I got done putting the hens away & looked over & the silly goat had gotten her head stuck in the fence yet again so I had to go wrestle with her to get her head out of there. She just doesn't learn, she does that about every other day at least. My DH was so mad at her the other day he said if she gets stuck again I'm just leaving her there. It wouldn't be so bad but they fight you & while you're trying to push their head back through they're pushing against you. It's like tug of war only with a goat that has horns.