Frozen Chicks

[sumi]

Well, I've had some odd chick math here lately. After the ordeal of having some chicks freeze we should have ended up with twelve chicks. The other night I could only count ten after they went to sleep. Obviously this concerned me. Today while watching the chicks in the run I counted thirteen.

I counted six more times (They were actually all staying in place and was easy to not lose count.) and each time I got the same number. I just counted them again in the coop and sure enough, thirteen chicks. I have no idea where the extra chick came from. Should I name one Lazarus?

Another odd thing I've noticed is that the largest chicks are four times larger than the smallest despite getting them all at the same time. Strange.

That is chicken math at it's best LOL When they mysteriously multiply

 

[JadedPhoenix]

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I forgot about this!! I have three roosters (I think) and have named 2 of them but not the third. We have "Big Daddy" (He is HUGE compared to the others), "Hunter" (He has green in his tail) but the third one we haven't come up with a good name for. So "Lazarus" it is. LOL!!!

We have 10 hens to which so far the names are:

Big Mama (The same size of her counterpart)
Snowflake
Blizzard
Copper
Silver
Gold


We are still waiting for the other four to show a bigger difference in their appearance from the others before naming them.

 

[ThePaintedHen]

Looks like these will be the first two that I take with me to the school house while I wait for my son to get out of school. I was planning to take two each day to handle them during that hour that I sit in line to help them get aquainted with being held. The worst part was that my son (Age 11 with asperger's) was the one to find the dead ones this morning. I wasn't looking forward to telling him that we lost two more but now it looks like I won't have to.

My nine year-old son is an Aspie too. He takes chicken deaths WAY harder than anyone else, he talks about the deceased chicken for weeks afterwards. However, of my three children, I think he the one who enjoys our backyard flock the most too. He just goes out back and TALKS to the birds for hours. When they were tiny chicks kept inside the house, he would take a book and sit next to the brooder and read all day.

 

[ThePaintedHen]

Looks like these will be the first two that I take with me to the school house while I wait for my son to get out of school. I was planning to take two each day to handle them during that hour that I sit in line to help them get aquainted with being held. The worst part was that my son (Age 11 with asperger's) was the one to find the dead ones this morning. I wasn't looking forward to telling him that we lost two more but now it looks like I won't have to.

P.S. GREAT NEWS that you could save two of the babies. Yay!

 

[JadedPhoenix]

Thanks! My feathered babies are fun to watch. Especially when my dog stands outside the pen and faces off with "Big Daddy". That cockerel is not scared of what that dog could do to him at all! He is perhaps TOO confident in the chicken wire that separates them.