Okay, I have 11 chicks between 3-5 weeks old all residing together and doing quite well. These are my first chicks since I was a child.
Anyway, went to the feed store today to get supplies for the chicks I have and guess what they had! 2 brooders full of the cutest black sex links and Rhode Island Reds you've ever seen. My girls (ages 3 and 4) really wanted some, so I brought home 2 black sex links. I am addicted to baby chicks! And I have 5 golden comets coming tomorrow. They are not quite two weeks old. Now I have all these different ages. What was I thinking????
Here's the stupid part. I brought those two babies home and tried to put them in with my other chicks. They are so sweet and I have, well HAD, no peckers in the bunch. For three or four minutes one of the older hens (at least I think she is a hen) "protected" them and let no one else near them. Then SHE pecked on of the little babies, then my favorite rooster rushes over and picks the baby up in his mouth. I shrieked and he immediately dropped him and the whole bunch flapped and squawked like crazy. The little baby was unhurt, but my nerves were shot.
So I took the two sweet babies out and put them by themselves in a makeshift brooder. Now, I'll probably have three brooders going tomorrow when the Comets come. Addiction is harder to hide when you have keep getting more brooders. My husband is going to think I've lost my mind tomorrow. Everyone else around here already does. Like raising chickens is the grossest thing they ever heard of. Wonder where they think their eggs and chicken come from?
Sorry for the rant. I just need to say, My name is Sonia... and I'm addicted... and stupid...
Anyway, went to the feed store today to get supplies for the chicks I have and guess what they had! 2 brooders full of the cutest black sex links and Rhode Island Reds you've ever seen. My girls (ages 3 and 4) really wanted some, so I brought home 2 black sex links. I am addicted to baby chicks! And I have 5 golden comets coming tomorrow. They are not quite two weeks old. Now I have all these different ages. What was I thinking????
Here's the stupid part. I brought those two babies home and tried to put them in with my other chicks. They are so sweet and I have, well HAD, no peckers in the bunch. For three or four minutes one of the older hens (at least I think she is a hen) "protected" them and let no one else near them. Then SHE pecked on of the little babies, then my favorite rooster rushes over and picks the baby up in his mouth. I shrieked and he immediately dropped him and the whole bunch flapped and squawked like crazy. The little baby was unhurt, but my nerves were shot.
So I took the two sweet babies out and put them by themselves in a makeshift brooder. Now, I'll probably have three brooders going tomorrow when the Comets come. Addiction is harder to hide when you have keep getting more brooders. My husband is going to think I've lost my mind tomorrow. Everyone else around here already does. Like raising chickens is the grossest thing they ever heard of. Wonder where they think their eggs and chicken come from?
Sorry for the rant. I just need to say, My name is Sonia... and I'm addicted... and stupid...