Sitting with a cup of coffee. (coffee lovers)

Yep, me too. Been missing my northern neighbor.

I've been too depressed to post.
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Finally got the replacement shipment for the chicks that arrived frozen to death a month ago and I have been watching them die one by one. Did everything right, I was fully (actually over) prepared for their arrival. Brooder warmed up and ready, chick starter, Nutridrench, Grow Gel,,,,,,,,,,,, but you can't overcome the stress of being in the box a full day too long with no gro gel or anything else in the box (again),,,,,,,,,,,,same story different day. It also didn't help my order had been shorted as well. Oh, and of course the ones missing/quickly dead were the breed I really wanted.
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Looks like two will be solid survivors just like last time. Very long story but NEVER again will I order chicks from anyplace that is not the actual hatcher or breeder, ever. Period.

Now it is a miserable 80o and humid so I need to go check on the critters.

Hope everyone is having a great weekend and dodging the bad weather
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I wish you could get your chicks!
Sorry about that Chickie. Too hot- too cold. You really do live in a land of extremes.

But, I wonder if the shipper/supplier needs to be called out by the company.
They are living beings after all and should not just be a commodity.
They suffered unnecessarily.
I understand it is a business, but if you ordered coffee mugs and they came broken, the shipper would have to figure out how to ship a product to arrive intact, or be put out of business.
 
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I wish you could get your chicks!
Sorry about that Chickie. Too hot- too cold. You really do live in a land of extremes.

But, I wonder if the shipper/supplier needs to be called out by the company.
They are living beings after all and should not just be a commodity.
They suffered unnecessarily.
I understand it is a business, but if you ordered coffee mugs and they came broken, the shipper would have to figure out how to ship a product to arrive intact, or be put out of business.
Yep, I agree on the extremes thing. It has really gotten crazier in recent years and this El Nino year has put everything into the totally schizophrenic realm (ask Alaskan).

I was in frequent contact with the "retailer" and they did everything they could to make it right but they just made excuses for the supplier or just didn't respond when I asked questions and to be fair, especially with the first ship, some of the blame does lie with the postal service. That said, I have gotten other small order chick shipments in the past from places where they were the hatchery/breeder and never had a problem with the birds arriving warm and healthy even when shipped earlier and mother nature decided to throw a curve ball but those chicks were far better boxed and probably healthier to begin with.
 
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Thank you Alaskan.

Been busy all day putting the finishing touches on the growout pen so I can move the two older chicks outside and give the larger brooder to the 3 surviving babies.

I was sitting outside in the pen weaving panels of netting together to cover the pen with the same technique you use to mend fish nets, only I didn't feel like making a shuttle so it was a bit clumsy and slow going. The sun was bright and warm but there was a nice cool breeze. It was one of those days where it's so quiet the only noises I could hear were the wind in the pines and the tree swallows chasing bugs overhead. Even the hens were quietly catching a nap under their favorite China Berry bush. Then the wind decided to shift direction. Now drifting across our field comes the distant sound of drumming from the Indian reservation a few miles to our north. It must be time for their Strawberry moon Pow wow. In all the otherwise silence, it was just a bit surreal. It made me stop for a bit and take in my surroundings, to really look and listen, to notice the scent of the wild roses on the air and remember how truly blessed I am.
 
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Thank you Alaskan.

Been busy all day putting the finishing touches on the growout pen so I can move the two older chicks outside and give the larger brooder to the 3 surviving babies.

I was sitting outside in the pen weaving panels of netting together to cover the pen with the same technique you use to mend fish nets, only I didn't feel like making a shuttle so it was a bit clumsy and slow going. The sun was bright and warm but there was a nice cool breeze. It was one of those days where it's so quiet the only noises I could hear were the wind in the pines and the tree swallows chasing bugs overhead. Even the hens were quietly catching a nap under their favorite China Berry bush. Then the wind decided to shift direction. Now drifting across our field comes the distant sound of drumming from the Indian reservation a few miles to our north. It must be time for their Strawberry moon Pow wow. In all the otherwise silence, it was just a bit surreal. It made me stop for a bit and take in my surroundings, to really look and listen, to notice the scent of the wild roses on the air and remember how truly blessed I am.

awesome vision you painted.... I could smell the air....

deb
 

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