Everyone! What a nice morning we are having. It wasn't too cold and the flock was very happy to come out and not freeze their fluffy butts off.
Oh my gosh Aubrey! If it wasn't for bad luck then you wouldn't have any luck at all. You poor thing. To bad you couldn't have shot those nasty coons last night while you're getting your flock into the house. I wish those stupid coons weren't so smart.
I hope everyone else is doing good and all is okay.
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Lol I knew you were joking. I pretty much huddle up for about 3 months when winter comes, and only go outside when it's warm like today. At least here, our tires don't freeze to the ground if we don't have a garage! It's only recently that I've started to understand my mom's concern with winter precipitation... it was always a big inconvenience for me.
And I am MORE than ready for spring chicks! Even if they could ship in this weather, they would be in the house for a lot more than 6 weeks.
Aubrey, I went to bed thinking about those raccoons. The nerve! Lol. I wonder how many make it into my yard, that the dogs don't run off. We also have a koi pond and compost piles, so it's a buffet over here.
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Yes in retrospect it's probably a good thing I didn't set those eggs that I was supposed to get at the poultry show. That would have meant chicks in December and they would have spent the next 2 months inside the house! I think I've finally just gotten to every nook and cranny of chicken dust from the last set!
Mark and I slept like a pile of bricks last night. He was right it was definitely different having a night of no worry.
Until six this morning when Darby decided to go into heat and screamed from the top of her lungs non stop. She was still at it when I left for work. Since Gilbert found his voice last night Darby got him going this morning and he also would not let up. That woke up all of the girls who realized that they were all packed together like sardines and loudly protested until one by one i carried each of the outside. Olive escaped me and had to be chased around the house. Once that was done darby needed to be rounded up so i could take her to the breeder later but no way was she going to allow this to happen. Not to mention the neighbors whom i have never seen have their blinds open were WATCHING the whole goat chase (which included me crawling under the deck). Did i mention i was in a bathrobe with a towel on my head and golashes on me feet and nothing else? It was a zoo I say, A ZOO!
A zoo.
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Lol! Do you journal? This would be hilarious after all the trauma has worn off!
Ok, quick question: I'm out of grower and can't afford more until the end-of-month bills clear. Can my little guys survive on my hens' laying crumble for a week?