Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[Marie2020]

It's takes a long time to use them up but they are way cheaper in bulk.

Not when you do a RC, and put them somewhere and can't find them

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

I think I may have laughed at your post. We are both such helpful people.

Some tax to make you feel better.
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Ah! I forgot!

Tax
Baby Alice and Edwina

 

[Marie2020]

Ready

Steady

Go

 

[Marie2020]

Ah! I forgot!

Tax
Baby Alice and Edwina
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Stop with all this cuteness

 

[Marie2020]

Come on Tina. Mum's got the mealy worms, we'll have a few more before they get there

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

How could I not be content? They are so sweet.

Is that what she was doing to my shirt? I was trying to figure out Legertha was doing when she was pulling at my shirt. I never thought of grooming. What does everyone else think?

I agree with scrambleds! It was a grooming session.

She was either grooming you or patting you down looking for concealed mealy worms.

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

I don't know if I should out myself as a total egg nerd, but I actually have an app for tracking my flock's egg laying.
It makes it really easy to keep track of how much everyone is laying (assuming that one can recognize whose egg is whose).

I can't believe there's an app for that. I must look into it.

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

I mentioned on this thread somewhere that once I had left Spain and the tribes behind what I would like is to look after Ex Batts. After the years I've spent trying to take care of chickens, I've got to the point where I can accept they will die, probably very quickly, and although I will come to love them, I now have the strength to let them go.
I've never owned my own chickens, I've never bought or sold a live creature.
These poor Ex Batts need help and helping them helps me in some strange way.
I don't think I can ever explain it well.

Makes perfect sense to me. Helping others brings satisfaction and fulfillment and makes us happy!

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

Although that's how Edwina, Pepper and Alice get the low-down on the Phyllistinies! (shameless self-promotion from Ribh's thread.)

Well you've lost me Lozzy.

How do you know what Alice, Edwina and Pepper have been looking at on BeakBook? They don't tell me anything!

 

[Aussie-Chookmum]

I just had the funniest experience. While I was keeping an eye on the chooks and ducks this evening, my mom took the opportunity to clean out my coop. She put a nice thick layer of new bedding in...and it has apparently ruined my chickens' lives.

I went out to collect the eggs at about 6:30 and it was getting pretty dark, yet every single chicken was out in the run. I didn't think much of it as I was getting the eggs, but as I walked out the coop door, one of my lavender orps walked in, took about four tentative steps into the shavings and then FREAKED OUT. She squawked and went flapping out the pop door. I was laughing so hard. Then I walked out in the run and tried to herd them to the pop door. They were just standing there looking at it like "We're not going in there!!" So I stuck one of my RIRs in there, but she came back out again. I put one of the buff orps and the lavender orp back in there and wouldn't let them come out. It was a game of chicken trying to walk back out and me gently pushing them back in. *Then* the automatic door starts coming down (slowly). The lavender orp is still trying to stick her head out, even as the door is getting closer and closer to closed.

Finally, the door decides that oops, there's still something (my arm) in the path and opens back up again. Meanwhile, I think the buff decided to flap up to the roost. After playing push the head back in with the lavender for a few more seconds, she decided oh hey, she can roost too. Once those two weren't trying to escape, it was a matter of putting in a chicken at a time and keeping her in there until she went to the roost. I was laughing so hard the entire time. Then I went in and told my mom about how she ruined their chickeny little lives by giving them too many shavings.

"It's too deep! I'll drown! Haaaalp!"