I believe there were two older hens? Those are going to be noticeably bigger still. The younger ones will take a few more months to catch up. This type of Cornish really don't hit their adult size until well past a year old. Once I get my pens cleaned and everyone separated, I will have to get some pictures of the ones I have left. I haven't ever weighed them and should put the boys on a scale.
I have been spending the last hour+ cleaning floors. One of my dogs, the older female, decided she would get up to the shelf last night when I ran to town to pick up my son from work. When I got back, she had eaten a bag of chocolate chips. Yes, I know how bad chocolate is for dogs, we encountered a similar incident with the other female two years ago. The bag was far enough back, she really must have worked to get it, but she is a jumper too. I had considered giving her something like peroxide, but she drank a bowl of water and in a short time, I heard the telltale gurgling. She ended up puking at least 8 times in the house during the night. The worst was on the kitchen floor, but several spots on carpet. She is doing fine, but it going to spend a bit of time outside today until I can be sure she is passed the puking stage. She rarely gets up to the shelves, it is the younger one who is the naughty girl. But Francy will not pass up on butter left on the shelf, and once in a while if we leave her in the house she will get into something in a box that left open, like crackers. She LOVES graham crackers! So, I think it may be time to 1.) Be extra careful of what is left out, and 2.) put her on a leash at the door if I have to run out for a few and can't leave her outside.
Well, THEN, I let DS drive to town to pick up his sister from dance at 9:00 (with me, of course). Backing up to last Winter when he drove home from town at 10:30 at night, and a young deer ran out in front of us and clipped the front corner of the van, not doing a thing to the van, but hurt the deer pretty bad so I and to have the troopers come shoot it. So, last night, in just about the same spot, something runs across out lane, stops on the center line and turns back into ours, I thought it was a coon, but it was a fox. Right under the van it went, tumbling. DS said he saw something shoot across the road behind us in the mirror, so we don't know if it lived through it. I can't imagine it could have, but stranger things have happened. We got home and the dogs went crazy sniffing ALL over the van. I am going to have to take it to the notorious car wash and hope it gets some of the scent off, because the younger female does nothing but bark now???? She barks, but not like this constant stuff she has been doing out there since last night. I kept bringing her in and she would just keep barking until I shut all the lights off.
I must say, both incidents, DS handled it perfect! Which is a surprise since he has taken longer than average to achieve a good level of driving to try his road test. He kept it straight, didn't swerve at all or try to slam his brake and send us skidding into the ditch. Of course, it is sad that the animals get injured or killed, but he handled it just as he should have. It was tough on our daughter though after, she was pretty shaken up over both, since she was with us both times. It could have been much worse, so I remind her of that and that we don't hit them on purpose but we don't put ourselves in danger by trying to save them either.
The good news, the van is still holding together. I should make a list of all the things that have happened to that vehicle and it still is running after 150K miles. LOL
