Hi everyone. My husband and I (and two hardly-ever-home teenaged kids) are starting a new adventure this year. Once the fruits of my research confirmed that our city allowed chickens, off to the feed store we went and five chicks came home with us. We got three Rhode Island Reds and two Black Australorps. Although the feed store said they were "pretty sure" they were pullets, four weeks later, we are "more sure" one is a misnamed cockerel ... Big Bertha is now Bert with a beautiful comb and lovely wa- wa- wattles is it? ...growing beneath his eyes.
Anyway, not to get into too much detail, we are the garden variety urban backyard chicken farmer type - designing and building a garden coop - and learning as we go.
This is a grand adventure and the first time I've ever become a member of any type of web-community type thing. But I love my chickens already, and it appears so do all the members of this web site.
(Funny little anecdote some old mother hens (and roosters) might relate to: I found myself sleeping with "one eye open" the first few nights the chicks were home, listening, making sure they were all safe and sound...like I did those many first nights as a new mommy.)
Anyway, not to get into too much detail, we are the garden variety urban backyard chicken farmer type - designing and building a garden coop - and learning as we go.
This is a grand adventure and the first time I've ever become a member of any type of web-community type thing. But I love my chickens already, and it appears so do all the members of this web site.
(Funny little anecdote some old mother hens (and roosters) might relate to: I found myself sleeping with "one eye open" the first few nights the chicks were home, listening, making sure they were all safe and sound...like I did those many first nights as a new mommy.)