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"Oh...." The RIR chick said, embarrassed.
"But why are we with them, and not our farmer?" Cheeped one of the Red Star chicks.
"I don't know." The jersey giant chick answered with a peep. Then, the human picked up one of the red star chicks.
"Look at this one, you guys! It's sooo cute!" Said the young girl.
"I want to hold that one." Answered another girl, who had long brown hair.
"Can I hold the other one that looks like that one?" Asked a similar girl, who was sitting next to the first girl.
"Hey! I want to hold one!" A young boy with brown, short hair complained.
"Don't fight over them, you guys. You will scare them. If you can't decide who holds who, then no one will hold any." Said the father, who was driving the van.
"OK. I want to hold the brownish one." Said the girl with long hair." Then, the youngest girl handed the red star chick to her carefully.
"Can I hold the brown one that looks like that one?" Said the girl with shorter brown hair. Then, the youngest girl picked up the second red star chick and passed it to her.
"I want to hold that light brown one." Said the boy. He picked the RIR chick up and placed him on his lap. The two last chicks were the jersey giant and the other RIR chick, and the last kid took the jersey giant.
"But what about the last one?" The boy asked. "There are four of us, and five chicks."
"mmm...how about one of us holds two?" The girl with short hair suggested.
"OK. I will!" Said the youngest.
"No! You're too young to handle two chicks at the same time!" Said the long haired girl. The youngest frowned.
"How about you hold him?" The boy said, handing the last chick to the shorter haired girl.
"OK." She said happily, then willingly took the chick and set him down next to the red star girl.
As they rode home, the four kids, named Cam, Carry, Carla, and Christa began deciding on names for the chicks, now that they all had their own favorite chick.
"How about we name this one...Apricot?" Christa, the girl with the long hair, decided, as she examined the red star chick.
"Ya! And this one can be...umm....Peach!" Carry, the girl with the shorter hair, said.
"How about we name this one Marty? And his brother can be Ty!" Cam said cheerfully.
"OK. I want to name mine Seth." Said the youngest one, Carla. She looked at the black jersey giant chick happily.
"Do you know what breeds they are?" Asked the father.
"No." They all answered.
"Well, the man whom I bought them from said that the black one is most likely a male, and the breed is New Jersey Giant, and he said that the two light brown ones are Red Stars, possibly females. And those two darker brown ones are Rhode Island Reds, and he said that they are probably males. They are a day old." He explained.
"Cool!" Said Carla.
As they drove home the chicks discussed among themselves.
"We have names now! Yay!" Said Apricot.
"My name is Ty." Ty said proudly.
"My name is better!" Marty cheeped.
"But I thought we already had names?" Seth peeped quietly.
"No. Mommy just called us "baby chickens" or "Fuzzy butts"." Peach answered smartly.
"Oh. I like my name this way better." Seth said happily.
The chicks got sleepy and fell asleep in there box. The kids ad put them back so they could rest. They were all cuddled up now, fast asleep, unknowing what was ahead of them at their new home...
That's all for now.
"But why are we with them, and not our farmer?" Cheeped one of the Red Star chicks.
"I don't know." The jersey giant chick answered with a peep. Then, the human picked up one of the red star chicks.
"Look at this one, you guys! It's sooo cute!" Said the young girl.
"I want to hold that one." Answered another girl, who had long brown hair.
"Can I hold the other one that looks like that one?" Asked a similar girl, who was sitting next to the first girl.
"Hey! I want to hold one!" A young boy with brown, short hair complained.
"Don't fight over them, you guys. You will scare them. If you can't decide who holds who, then no one will hold any." Said the father, who was driving the van.
"OK. I want to hold the brownish one." Said the girl with long hair." Then, the youngest girl handed the red star chick to her carefully.
"Can I hold the brown one that looks like that one?" Said the girl with shorter brown hair. Then, the youngest girl picked up the second red star chick and passed it to her.
"I want to hold that light brown one." Said the boy. He picked the RIR chick up and placed him on his lap. The two last chicks were the jersey giant and the other RIR chick, and the last kid took the jersey giant.
"But what about the last one?" The boy asked. "There are four of us, and five chicks."
"mmm...how about one of us holds two?" The girl with short hair suggested.
"OK. I will!" Said the youngest.
"No! You're too young to handle two chicks at the same time!" Said the long haired girl. The youngest frowned.
"How about you hold him?" The boy said, handing the last chick to the shorter haired girl.
"OK." She said happily, then willingly took the chick and set him down next to the red star girl.
As they rode home, the four kids, named Cam, Carry, Carla, and Christa began deciding on names for the chicks, now that they all had their own favorite chick.
"How about we name this one...Apricot?" Christa, the girl with the long hair, decided, as she examined the red star chick.
"Ya! And this one can be...umm....Peach!" Carry, the girl with the shorter hair, said.
"How about we name this one Marty? And his brother can be Ty!" Cam said cheerfully.
"OK. I want to name mine Seth." Said the youngest one, Carla. She looked at the black jersey giant chick happily.
"Do you know what breeds they are?" Asked the father.
"No." They all answered.
"Well, the man whom I bought them from said that the black one is most likely a male, and the breed is New Jersey Giant, and he said that the two light brown ones are Red Stars, possibly females. And those two darker brown ones are Rhode Island Reds, and he said that they are probably males. They are a day old." He explained.
"Cool!" Said Carla.
As they drove home the chicks discussed among themselves.
"We have names now! Yay!" Said Apricot.
"My name is Ty." Ty said proudly.
"My name is better!" Marty cheeped.
"But I thought we already had names?" Seth peeped quietly.
"No. Mommy just called us "baby chickens" or "Fuzzy butts"." Peach answered smartly.
"Oh. I like my name this way better." Seth said happily.
The chicks got sleepy and fell asleep in there box. The kids ad put them back so they could rest. They were all cuddled up now, fast asleep, unknowing what was ahead of them at their new home...
That's all for now.