Well, my little ladies fared well last night. I just checked on them and doled out some breakfast. Aside from some squabbling, which Rancher has assured me is normal, they are doing what chickens do: scratching around, pecking and poking at things...I am in love with them already.
They make the cutest little noises. I guess that changes to bigger, less cute noises as they grow!
Last night when I peeked out into the backyard one last time, wouldn't you know I saw a raccoon in the tree outside my bedroom window? First one I have seen in almost a year! I was nervous enough 'til I saw that critter and remember how smart and persistent they are. So out into the night I go, armed with my kid's whiffle ball bat and a tempermental flashlight. Apparently, the raccoon has ESP as part of their vast endowments, so he or she had moved along by the time I got my middle-age arse around the back of the house. Between an asthma flare up and worry over birds, I woke up A LOT last night!
We have oranges out for the orioles, and that apparently caught the coon's interest. I will have to rethink the way I feed birds and such now. Birding is also a huge hobby for me, so I will have to find a good middle ground.
COOPED UP CHICK: That's exciting! "The Egg Song" !!!
Shouldn't be too much longer now!!
TOB