Breaking news dot dot dot....may babies did figure it out. For the past two nights I have been playing Mama hen doing my usual (don't laugh now...or not so loud I can hear it all the way over the internet) cheap cheap cheap and they come running to me. I tap tap tap on with food all the way up the ramp and they follow my fingers. Then they flap back to the ground arghhhh....but tonight....ahhhhh. I went out with a new tub of meal worms with the intent to do all of this finger tapping and cheap cheaping up the ramp to find my babies put themselves to bed like big girls. There my sweetie husband and I stood watching from the porch to make sure they did not come bak out as the automatic door closed for the night. He turned to me and said woman what have you done to me. I played basketball all over the world, seen and done it all and now look at me. Watching to make sure chickens stay in bed while the door closes. lol Now how is that for a sweetie of a hubby
Nothing better than when your new chicks learn to go in the coop themselves and to roost. Your hubby is def sweetBreaking news dot dot dot....may babies did figure it out. For the past two nights I have been playing Mama hen doing my usual (don't laugh now...or not so loud I can hear it all the way over the internet) cheap cheap cheap and they come running to me. I tap tap tap on with food all the way up the ramp and they follow my fingers. Then they flap back to the ground arghhhh....but tonight....ahhhhh. I went out with a new tub of meal worms with the intent to do all of this finger tapping and cheap cheaping up the ramp to find my babies put themselves to bed like big girls. There my sweetie husband and I stood watching from the porch to make sure they did not come bak out as the automatic door closed for the night. He turned to me and said woman what have you done to me. I played basketball all over the world, seen and done it all and now look at me. Watching to make sure chickens stay in bed while the door closes. lol Now how is that for a sweetie of a hubby
Quote: I had some hay I stored outside all winter on a pallet under a tarp. Obviously some moisture got into it but I tried to move any part of the bale that looked/smelled moldy. Plus the mice made a nest with some of it under the pellet.....guess I got lucky.
I know delisha said she checks her hay for mites....i never ever knew mites would be found in hay.....so much to learn. Makes me want to tear the bale apart and examine it with a microscope
But then I think back to Little House on the prairie days (my fav show) & wonder.........I am sure all these things existed then & I am sure there was no medications, chemical wormers, or hay inspectors back then. And yet the chickens survived. Survival of the fittest I guess. And the I started wondering if the inventions of all these chemicals that keep our chickens *healthy* was actually after all these years making them less able to fight bugs, illlnesses, etc that were probably much more prevelant back in the old days yet the chickens thrived?
(Excuse my ramblings...been at work since 0700 & when I am overtired my mind tends to analyze stuff......only 1 more hour to go lol)
Breaking news dot dot dot....may babies did figure it out. For the past two nights I have been playing Mama hen doing my usual (don't laugh now...or not so loud I can hear it all the way over the internet) cheap cheap cheap and they come running to me. I tap tap tap on with food all the way up the ramp and they follow my fingers. Then they flap back to the ground arghhhh....but tonight....ahhhhh. I went out with a new tub of meal worms with the intent to do all of this finger tapping and cheap cheaping up the ramp to find my babies put themselves to bed like big girls. There my sweetie husband and I stood watching from the porch to make sure they did not come bak out as the automatic door closed for the night. He turned to me and said woman what have you done to me. I played basketball all over the world, seen and done it all and now look at me. Watching to make sure chickens stay in bed while the door closes. lol Now how is that for a sweetie of a hubby
I think my Wyandotte and EEs are still very far off - maybe by summer!
