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Ok, weird question. In the old days, what did people feed their chickens before layer pellets came along. I know probabbly scratch grain but what else?
Probably food scraps.. left overs... that kinda thing... depends on how "old" you're talking I'm sure.
 
Terri,

Tommy was just dying to get your bantams. I shook my head "no", but he got them anyways. Well today, I would've given a $100 bill if I could have filmed him. We let everyone out to range. I went to work on the front porch, and about two hours later.......I could hear him screaming. He came running to the front yard and screamed "could you help me get this little ****@%* put back into his coop?"

I went around the back to see the little rooster, Duke, pretty much giving Tommy the finger. I tried to help him, but he didn't want to go back home. He ran, ran, ran - as fast as his little can. At one point Tommy was running down the bank behind him and almost bit the dust. At that point, I laughed so hard that I might have peed on myself. Then the name calling began. Tommy would scream obsenities and run trying to push him toward his home. Duke would run under the truck, the bushes and at one point to the front yard yelling obsenities back at him. I had to stop helping because I was laying on the ground laughing. That seemed to anger Tommy more, and that made Duke even more determined he wasn't going back home. Tommy, at one point, said "where is my gun?" I realized he was past the "I'm going to laugh about this later" stage and said "just let him run. We'll try again this afternoon." Tommy, totally defeated, said "he's never getting out again." You see - people that have full size chickens don't realize how little and quick those little bantams are when they smile at their wives and say "I want some."

We left them along, and thirty minutes later Duke took himself home. Tommy smiled at me and closed the door.

While Tommy was irrate, Duke seemed very content that he had totally frazzled his master.
 
Terri,

Tommy was just dying to get your bantams. I shook my head "no", but he got them anyways. Well today, I would've given a $100 bill if I could have filmed him. We let everyone out to range. I went to work on the front porch, and about two hours later.......I could hear him screaming. He came running to the front yard and screamed "could you help me get this little ****@%* put back into his coop?"

I went around the back to see the little rooster, Duke, pretty much giving Tommy the finger. I tried to help him, but he didn't want to go back home. He ran, ran, ran - as fast as his little can. At one point Tommy was running down the bank behind him and almost bit the dust. At that point, I laughed so hard that I might have peed on myself. Then the name calling began. Tommy would scream obsenities and run trying to push him toward his home. Duke would run under the truck, the bushes and at one point to the front yard yelling obsenities back at him. I had to stop helping because I was laying on the ground laughing. That seemed to anger Tommy more, and that made Duke even more determined he wasn't going back home. Tommy, at one point, said "where is my gun?" I realized he was past the "I'm going to laugh about this later" stage and said "just let him run. We'll try again this afternoon." Tommy, totally defeated, said "he's never getting out again." You see - people that have full size chickens don't realize how little and quick those little bantams are when they smile at their wives and say "I want some."

We left them along, and thirty minutes later Duke took himself home. Tommy smiled at me and closed the door.

While Tommy was irrate, Duke seemed very content that he had totally frazzled his master.
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Probably food scraps.. left overs... that kinda thing... depends on how "old" you're talking I'm sure.
I was thinking like 60 or 70 years ago. I just wondered what it was. And when everyone just started feeding layer pellets. I think I need to cut back on the layer pellets some. I am noticing some of my girls are getting a little too overweight. They also free range in an acre field.
 
I'll do this in groups incase you want to "quote" a reply. And I'll make them small... but you can click on them for full size.

First off, the chicks...




That is the Japanese hatching.... awwww
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Then them both out on November 6th... in my hand.




And finally... here is a couple shots of them today... one for the cute factor and one for the combs... Remember, they are 10 days old aready.





 
Next we'll do my rumpless SFH roo... this is more for Contrast. I promised her this weeks ago. By the way, I call him "Roo Roo" and he gets to stay in the bachelor's pad forever. I love him.





That is him with a Sulmtaler.... and below is one of him thinking about getting in someone elses tractor to steal food.


 
Now we'll cover the OEGB I bought in Newport. They are in quarentine so I can't show them on the ground just yet. Sorry for the bars.... lol













 
And here are some "just for fun" pics....


Bantam Barnevelders....





Bruno being nosey... when I found him he was about 7 weeks old and so covered in fly eggs I didn't know he was mainly black! Someone threw him out in a trash bag on a very back road. If it wasn't my secret fishing hole, he would have died. I heard a kitten crying in distress and finally found him down the road a bit. Just eyes and layers and layers of eggs. Nothing medically wrong with him to cause it... just some sorry excuse for a human is all. Anyways.....





OHHHH DAPHNE..... Look what my mess of broody OEGB and OEGB crosses hatched. LOL.








Anyone notice the quality difference? The wheatens are show quality... these are my hatchery pets. I really love them.... I had 25 but gave ALOT away to a friend when I downsized. All of them were hatched and raised in a mixed flock with many roosters at the time. You can't beat a OEG. If I could raise the LF version without worrying I would, but I could never sell even a pair without worrying if they will be faught. The best birds if you ask me.


Here is her daddy....



 
Oh and I forgot one more set... Here is my layer girls begging to range.




Notice my Light Sussex? She is bigger than the Barred Rock rooster who keeps them all from laying all over the run. LMAO.... below is a close up... I like how the Australorp is in the middle like she is pushing her way forward at a concert. If I touch that gate they go nuts. LMAO Love them.





ETA: please ignore the old duck mess in the back there... I attempted to get the dog house out and couldn't. So it sits there until someone can come over to help me take that whole thing down and put it up in storage.
 
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