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In the Brooder
Hello all!
My name is Rebeccah and I've been keeping chickens since April '16. My husband was the one who first had an interest in raising chickens. After a month or so of researching, he convinced me we could turn an old swing-set that was in our backyard into a chicken coop. We started with three hens. A year later and we had five hens and four chicks!
In February of this year we woke up to find two of our hens were attacked and killed, two more hurt badly, and the last untouched. We lost Sookie and Fancy. Sookie was our barred rock, the top hen, our first chicken, my pride and joy. Fancy was our Rhode Island Red, she was the first chick we ever raised. I was devastated and heartbroken. Since we had a four chicks that were only a few weeks old, we added three more chicks to the group. I raised them in our garage and turned part of it into a makeshift chicken hospital and nursed the other girls who were attacked back to health. Two months later and they all moved out to the coop! Here we are almost in June and they are all so happy and healthy!
If you had asked me a couple years ago if I would ever see myself raising chickens, I probably would have laughed at you. But now I can't imagine life without them!
Me and Scully, our Buff Orpington.
I absolutely love photographing all of our girls! Just a few of my favorite snapshots I've recently took.
My name is Rebeccah and I've been keeping chickens since April '16. My husband was the one who first had an interest in raising chickens. After a month or so of researching, he convinced me we could turn an old swing-set that was in our backyard into a chicken coop. We started with three hens. A year later and we had five hens and four chicks!
In February of this year we woke up to find two of our hens were attacked and killed, two more hurt badly, and the last untouched. We lost Sookie and Fancy. Sookie was our barred rock, the top hen, our first chicken, my pride and joy. Fancy was our Rhode Island Red, she was the first chick we ever raised. I was devastated and heartbroken. Since we had a four chicks that were only a few weeks old, we added three more chicks to the group. I raised them in our garage and turned part of it into a makeshift chicken hospital and nursed the other girls who were attacked back to health. Two months later and they all moved out to the coop! Here we are almost in June and they are all so happy and healthy!
If you had asked me a couple years ago if I would ever see myself raising chickens, I probably would have laughed at you. But now I can't imagine life without them!
Me and Scully, our Buff Orpington.
I absolutely love photographing all of our girls! Just a few of my favorite snapshots I've recently took.
And hope no more hens get killed. I didn't know it snowed in South Carolina when I went it seemed pretty tropical
. I can totally relate...we lost five chicks (2 weeks old) earlier this spring to a dog attack (we were sitting a friend's dog at our house); We had one survivor, a Barred Rock we named Bessie. It was a horrible sight to come home too and tough lesson learned for us. Knock on wood, we haven't had any issues with predators around our coop or property. A small rodent problem, but no real predators. I think our Heeler mix must keep them away even though he only has access to a small part of our 1 acre property. He's great with the chickens and mostly ignores them, but I think just having him around helps keep them safe. 
