So this morning I let my girls out, 12 of them, 11 hens 1 rooster, they had a great ole time. I went out in the early afternoon to feed them their treats, only counted 11... So I searched my property and stupid me I checked my chicken coop last... well, saw my white leghorn in there hunched down... They turned 20 weeks on Tuesday. So I thought, leave her alone, I'll come back tonight. I went to a friends, we picked a bunch of beans he grew and we decided to pickle them, jar them... was a fun day. I get home, white leghorn is out and about, I go in my coop check, her space.... small white egg waiting for me... my first. So excited, I come inside to my 2 housemates, they join the excitement, I walk in the kitchen............bam.. drop it.... my first egg is on the floor, cracked one edge of the egg.. I tell my roommates, they don't believe me, saying how stupid can you be no way... well... no joke. So we were able to preserve about 90% of it, only one edge cracked and we got majoirty... we made an egg sandwich, split it into thirds and ate it.
Everyone was happy, even though I did everything to start the chickens my roommates have grown to love them just like me, so we all loved it. Next step: teaching my birds to use the nextboxes I built...
Everyone was happy, even though I did everything to start the chickens my roommates have grown to love them just like me, so we all loved it. Next step: teaching my birds to use the nextboxes I built...
