Well, the first batch of chicks was picked up last night. 6 barred rock and 6 isa brown. Hopefully out of the twelve we can get two good production trios for the kids to take to fair. We ended up getting a stock tank and putting it in the basement. Since the decision to do this was made in January, the order placed Feb 1 and pickup on the 25th, yep it made all the sense in the world for DH to decide on Feb 24 that he needed to get someplace around for the chicks to be put. This resulted in heading to
TSC at 7:30 at night (after having to jump the truck that hadn't been started in a week of freezing temps) to get the stock tank and shavings. I also picked up a new feeder and waterer since we will need them anyways. Luckily I had grabbed the heat lamps and bulbs during
TSC's dollar days. Our conversation last night went something like this (heading home with the chicks)....
DH: I think we should put something over the tank so the cats can't get in
Me: really? you hadn't thought about that yet? We will cover it with chicken wire and then make a lid this weekend
DH: What can we use to put over the top?
Me: chicken wire
DH: I have got to figure something out to put over the top. I can't use a box because of the heat lamp
Me: We will cover it with chicken wire, then I want to make a re-usable lid with chicken wire and pvc that fits over the top
DH: We could make a lid with lumber
Me: or pvc
DH: We have got to figure something out tonight
Me: like chicken wire
DH: but then I would have to trudge up through the snow to get it out of the back of the barn
Me: OH FOR PETE'S SAKE, STOP AT MENARD'S AND BUY SOME HARDWARE CLOTH
DH: oh, that's a good idea
Me:
....yeah, like none of this could have been planned over the last month.....
On the up side, they are all doing well eating and drinking like it's a flipping mardi gras party. And the dog is in heaven...he didn't understand at first what the noise was, but once he actually saw them he was so excited. He stood with the side of his face leaning against the side of the tank just writhing with happiness....a 100# dog in total love with these little wisps of fluff!! The highlight of his day is the morning and evening trips to the coop to check on his birds...and heaven forbid you say the word "chicken"....he will beat a path to the door to head out and check on his girls. He has definitely tapped into his farm dog ancestry!!