Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[micstrachan]

@BY Bob's post about my Legbars made me have the exact same thought that I need to figure out eggs/year and choose the smallest number possible!

THIS!

 

[micstrachan]

I have worked out that Mary is very special because not only is she the blue ribbon layer, with 13 eggs in 13 days, her holidays are so long, she'll live to... 25 years old

I like it!

 

[micstrachan]

I keep chicken towels and wash them.

I missed this post. I still keep having issues with posts not showing in my thread and then I go find it after seeing a reply. I have a whole bin of “chicken towels.” Though in winter, I share them with the dog as I often have to hose her down when she gets muddy and then love her up with a towel before I cut her loose in the house.

 

[micstrachan]

Any electric current flowing along a wire produces an electric field. It's my belief that most other creatures can feel the magnetic field. The donkeys won't try to breach the electric fences here while they are on. As soon as there is no current flowing the seem to know and the walk through the fence dragging out the posts on their way.

Fascinating!

 

[micstrachan]

I was told there wouldn't be math

Another kind of chicken math

More eggs/year = production hen + laying issues which leads to shorter lifespan.

Sad, but true!

 

[micstrachan]

Oh, so cute! How old are the littles? My littles are 7 weeks...

Mine, too!

 

[micstrachan]

Any old E-Type Jags?

I have an old Jag hand-me-down from my parents that has been sitting for 5(?) years undriven. I shudder to think what the rats have done under the hood.

 

[micstrachan]

Happy Friday! I meant to post these this morning! View attachment 2348610View attachment 2348611View attachment 2348612

Those are some clean butts!

 

[micstrachan]

Oh, goodness me! I’ve created two pages just from my replies. Sorry! Just trying to keep up.

 

[micstrachan]

And while I’m at it, here are the babies tonight after work:

I can hardly stand the cuteness! I caved and brought them back in at night this week. Tonight, I made them go to bed outside in the little red coop despite their screams. I talked sweetly to them until they calmed down. It broke my heart, but they need to be outdoor big girls now. I’ll snuggle with them in the morning over coffee before I let the big girls out.