Hello,
I never meant to get into the world of chickens. I am/was actually scared of birds....but when your classroom gets eggs to hatch, you have to put on your big girl teacher panties and face your fears...it also didn't help we had a chick who couldn't get him/herself out of her egg for 2 days and I literally had student crying becuase they knew that of he didn't get out that he wasn't going to make it...so at lunch I had to help the lil guy out. He went onto the hospital box of chicks our 2nd grade team had collected. But at the end of the year (10days later) he was the strongest one and I knew with a little TLC he could make it. So I was told by my team I could take the whole hospital box home or the farmer could "take care" of them. Needless to say my wonder chick and his/her very sick friends came home with me that night. "Red" was the only one to make it thru memorial day weekend but is now what I think a normal red colored chicken should be. We had a pheasant up until the great escape a week ago as a companion. Now red is depressed and mopes around until I come out and take him/her to the outside play yard.
Never in my life would I ever thiught I would own a chicken, befriend a chicken, own a pheasant, love either one so dearly and be so devastated when our "Houdini" ran away....
I live with my husband who thinks I'm completely nuts (and just wants the garage back and fresh eggs like yesterday) and our 3 daughters in northern Illinois. Any suggestions and/or advice you have is greatly appreciated. Thank you!
I never meant to get into the world of chickens. I am/was actually scared of birds....but when your classroom gets eggs to hatch, you have to put on your big girl teacher panties and face your fears...it also didn't help we had a chick who couldn't get him/herself out of her egg for 2 days and I literally had student crying becuase they knew that of he didn't get out that he wasn't going to make it...so at lunch I had to help the lil guy out. He went onto the hospital box of chicks our 2nd grade team had collected. But at the end of the year (10days later) he was the strongest one and I knew with a little TLC he could make it. So I was told by my team I could take the whole hospital box home or the farmer could "take care" of them. Needless to say my wonder chick and his/her very sick friends came home with me that night. "Red" was the only one to make it thru memorial day weekend but is now what I think a normal red colored chicken should be. We had a pheasant up until the great escape a week ago as a companion. Now red is depressed and mopes around until I come out and take him/her to the outside play yard.
Never in my life would I ever thiught I would own a chicken, befriend a chicken, own a pheasant, love either one so dearly and be so devastated when our "Houdini" ran away....
I live with my husband who thinks I'm completely nuts (and just wants the garage back and fresh eggs like yesterday) and our 3 daughters in northern Illinois. Any suggestions and/or advice you have is greatly appreciated. Thank you!
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