Fluffy Butt Acres: Stories of our flock

[RoyalChick]

You ever ask them a question, for fun? It's kind of mean but every once in a while you get someone who has chickens and can answer the question. But usually, no dice.

I wanted to get flock raiser pellets - it showed as in stock on line but was mysteriously not visible. I asked and was told 'flock raiser doesn't come in pellets'. I gave up.

 

[RoyalChick]

For us chicken peeps, It's a must! Gotta see what they have!

Oh I can't look - it makes me sad.

 

[featherhead007]

So over time i've became conditioned to working around my chickens while cleaning and taking care of the horses. Strip a stall there is several there scratching around looking for bugs or worms that you need to step around. Put fresh sawdust back in the stalls, they hop on top of the pile to help spread it out and you do not dare shoo them off right away. If they don't get at least a couple minutes of fun your met with angry bawking hens for a long time. Then there is the group that congregate around the manure pile, ready and willing to do their job of raking it down. I'm always stepping around a chicken or two. It takes a little longer but thats what coffee breaks are for, and the horses love it as they get extra scratches while the flock helps. BUT, there is one job that they really get in the way of, that is stacking hay. Got in a new load of hay yesterday. Butter and Holly have deemed themselves the official "Hay quality and control" inspectors. While my dad went to pick up the new load i removed the remaining bales left over from the last load so they could be put back in front of the new load. Had them out of the way and the 2 girls were happily going over each one picking tidbits from them. New load gets here and since they were out of the way i tossed the first bale down. That was the only bale out of 50 that i tossed down. It was like a dinner bell to the girls, they looked over, eyes popped out of their head and they came running over. Butter fly's up to join me to get in the way of unloading, and Holly stays on the ground hot on my dad's heels as he stacks it. They also alert the rest of the group of the new feast so everyone is around the truck and tossing down bales means i will squish someone. I sure do not want a 100lb bale to land on me. What should have taken 30 minutes ended up taking over a hour and a half. Between the flock every single bale was inspected and approved, so much so that Butter laid on a bale this morning. Thank you girlie for making me climb up the stack and go halfway back to get it. Next load in a couple months, every single one of them is getting locked up.

Occupational hazard!

 

[featherhead007]

Of course it is possible. They still would be different colors when held together.

Maybe they should tag each chick with a SKU number, (For inventory purposes)

 

[RoyalChick]

Maybe they should tag each chick with a SKU number, (For inventory purposes)

That is what makes me sad!

 

[featherhead007]

That is what makes me sad!

I was being sarcastic !!

 

[RoyalChick]

I was being sarcastic !!

I know.

 

[BY Bob]

That wouldn’t happen now. Those were my first ever chick purchase, and I was a complete newbie.

That is where we got our first ones as well. We were lucky. They were all Leghorns. and HENS!

 

[BY Bob]

Yes. For example:
ME: “Which chicks are the ______, and which ones are the ______?“
TSC: “I don’t know”.

Aren't the ones with white dots on their heads boys?

 

[BY Bob]

All this integration discussion made me reassess sizes in my flock and I realize that while I think of the road runners as 'The Little Princesses' they really aren't little at all.
Legbars are similar in size to Rhode Island Reds and indeed the Little Princesses do look bigger than Elizabeth or Diana (who are nonetheless ahead in the pecking order).
I guess I should get a scale.

Human scale works. Weigh yourself first and do the math. I would love to know how big they get. Daisy, the greatest hen ever, weighed less than 5 lbs. There is not much to a leghorn weight wise (excluding Tsuki, for obvious reasons). I figure a legbar is a little bigger chicken.