- Apr 15, 2008
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My poor chickies! Today we got our first real snowfall- a good two inches was on the ground by the time I turned them outside to play. It was a decent day, low 30's and no wind, some sunshine, so I figured they would be fine. The temperatures were not an issue. BUT, the mad dash for the door ended in a screeching, sliding, pile up of feathered butts when they saw that freaky white stuff on the ground. It was like a cartoon, every one of them hitting the brakes, and the ones behind them slamming into them and knocking them out the door where they instantly panicked upon contact with the snow and frantically flapped, hopped and hurtled themselves to the nearest rock, stick or tree where they could examine this mysterious peril from safety. Eventually, most of them ventured out after an hour or so and were happily digging through it, but a few flat out refused to move from their perches until bedtime, just stared resentfully at the snow, willing it to move first I think. It was SO funny to watch. The ducks could have cared less, dont think tehy even noticed it, so focused they were on getting to their pond to take a bath. The turkey poults (who are actually probably 12 weeks now) were not impressed and squatted as close to their barn as they could, waiting for the exile to end. Our big turkey hen though, who is, I think 8 months, seemed to enjoy the snow. She stretched out on her belly, layed her head on the ground and stayed there. Worried us a bit, we thought she was sick at first, but then we would see her hop up and prance around as usual, then later resume her belly cooling. I think she is fine, just was maybe enjoying the new sensation of a cold belly or something...