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This morning, waaaay before sunrise, I went up to the run to open the mini coop door so the broody could take her babies out into their little run when the sun came up. Wishful thinking I suppose because it’s all cloudy and gloomy today. Since the main run light had just come on and my headlamp was on, she gladly got herself and the chicks up and came on out. The chicks were so cute just following behind her.
I did all my feeding and went back inside the house for a bit. It didn’t take me long to decide I wanted to go back out and just sit and watch them. So a little after 7 I headed back her way. I guess I’m simple and plain because I enjoy nothing more than just watching chickens. Get a life, you say.
Well I say, this is my life! And I’m thankful that it can be. 
I watched the broody scratch every bit of leaves and shavings out of a small area, which exposed the dirt. She took those babies all the way to the dirt!
And they loved it.
She clucked and pecked at what she wanted them to eat. If they missed it, she repeated the process. They just all gathered around in front of her, waiting and watching. But sometimes, they got around behind her and literally got kicked, along with whatever momma was scratching. They went tumbling and cheeped loudly, then ran back around in front of momma.
Since I was just hanging out with the chickens this morning I thought I would go ahead and open the little run gate to see if she wanted to come out into the main chicken run, and she did, with all three little ones. She said something to them and they gladly obeyed.
They wandered around brand new territory for almost an hour and, since I am kin to Curious George, I just had to time their shenanigans. They had cycled through their foraging/warming sessions once already before I decided to time them.
Warm and underneath momma they were as quiet as can be, but then all of a sudden I heard an eruption of cheeps and peeps and saw them tumble out from all sides. I started my stopwatch when they tumbled out. This foraging session lasted a tad over 13 minutes and took them outside the mini coop/run where they scratched some more in the dirt. Oh my! And then they scrambled around to the far side of the mini coop where they settled down for a bit of warmth, right there on the ground! What?
The broody sat there for the chicks to warm up and snooze for a mere 10 minutes. Then, the warmed up chicks rambled out from underneath momma once again with all the gusto of a bear coming out of hibernation.
During the time of the chicks’ next excursion, which lasted a full 17 minutes, some of the pullets that had been hanging around decided to check out the “new chicks’ crib!” At one time there were six of them in there snooping around and eating the food. Yum, they thought it was different than their own, but little did they know.
I watched closely as first one then another pullet came close to inspect the broody and her chicks. I was freaking amazed! Whether the broody was sitting on them or they were up running around, the pullets just looked, no, stared and walked away.
The broody had no plans of going back in the mini coop/run, but I had to leave and didn’t want to leave her completely “exposed” so soon. I locked them in their little run and went to help my kids move some more stuff to their house. I was able to take some sweet little videos of the chicks in their natural habitat though.
The one major concern I have is I don’t feel they are drinking enough. I have seen them drink so I know they can and their tiny little poops look good and they are very active, so I won’t worry...I guess.
And the biggest drawback of having a broody raise chicks is that I can’t love on them as much.
Needless to say their little feet aren’t clean and yellow anymore.
I did all my feeding and went back inside the house for a bit. It didn’t take me long to decide I wanted to go back out and just sit and watch them. So a little after 7 I headed back her way. I guess I’m simple and plain because I enjoy nothing more than just watching chickens. Get a life, you say.


I watched the broody scratch every bit of leaves and shavings out of a small area, which exposed the dirt. She took those babies all the way to the dirt!

She clucked and pecked at what she wanted them to eat. If they missed it, she repeated the process. They just all gathered around in front of her, waiting and watching. But sometimes, they got around behind her and literally got kicked, along with whatever momma was scratching. They went tumbling and cheeped loudly, then ran back around in front of momma.
Since I was just hanging out with the chickens this morning I thought I would go ahead and open the little run gate to see if she wanted to come out into the main chicken run, and she did, with all three little ones. She said something to them and they gladly obeyed.
They wandered around brand new territory for almost an hour and, since I am kin to Curious George, I just had to time their shenanigans. They had cycled through their foraging/warming sessions once already before I decided to time them.
Warm and underneath momma they were as quiet as can be, but then all of a sudden I heard an eruption of cheeps and peeps and saw them tumble out from all sides. I started my stopwatch when they tumbled out. This foraging session lasted a tad over 13 minutes and took them outside the mini coop/run where they scratched some more in the dirt. Oh my! And then they scrambled around to the far side of the mini coop where they settled down for a bit of warmth, right there on the ground! What?
The broody sat there for the chicks to warm up and snooze for a mere 10 minutes. Then, the warmed up chicks rambled out from underneath momma once again with all the gusto of a bear coming out of hibernation.
During the time of the chicks’ next excursion, which lasted a full 17 minutes, some of the pullets that had been hanging around decided to check out the “new chicks’ crib!” At one time there were six of them in there snooping around and eating the food. Yum, they thought it was different than their own, but little did they know.

I watched closely as first one then another pullet came close to inspect the broody and her chicks. I was freaking amazed! Whether the broody was sitting on them or they were up running around, the pullets just looked, no, stared and walked away.
The broody had no plans of going back in the mini coop/run, but I had to leave and didn’t want to leave her completely “exposed” so soon. I locked them in their little run and went to help my kids move some more stuff to their house. I was able to take some sweet little videos of the chicks in their natural habitat though.
The one major concern I have is I don’t feel they are drinking enough. I have seen them drink so I know they can and their tiny little poops look good and they are very active, so I won’t worry...I guess.
And the biggest drawback of having a broody raise chicks is that I can’t love on them as much.

Needless to say their little feet aren’t clean and yellow anymore.
