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I don’t post here as much as I want to, but I figured to start a post that I update whenever I remember it exists.

For now, I definitely want to show off my silkies! Given all—except one—are white, I’ve named them… more generically.

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The tall boy is Cloud! He’s a little shy and has no idea what he’s doing when it comes to the ladies. While he does his best, he ends up on the wrong end and only does his wing dance for the roosters. Still, I absolutely love him.

I have only one hen—minus the one that’s been in the house since early February recovering from wry neck. She’s in the middle, squeezing her way to the food. Her name is Marshmallow! She’s the only one out of the three that seems to have a braincell. Like most silkies, she’s very docile and sweet.

The boy on the far right is Cotton. He’s… something special. Doesn’t try to do anything with the ladies and would rather do his darn-hardest to impress my shoes. By impress, I mean he will not stop trying to bite and tear them apart, and has only succeeded in untying my shoe since. He’s very persistent about it no matter what you do. Given his small size, I couldn’t care less. He’s even went after my hen, Peep’s feet. Her response? Confused clucking, slowly backing up, having no idea what to do with the fierce cotton ball. Oh, and he tries to attack shadows.

You may question why I have two roosters in with one hen, and the answer is simple. One has no idea what he’s doing and the other is too busy attacking shoes/feet to acknowledge they exist. I have not seen Cotton even make an attempt. It’s gotten to the point Cloud thinks Cotton is a hen and has tried to mount him, with no success.

(P.s they’re in this small pen because the other chickens are incredibly mean and they can’t see as well. It’s temporary as the weather warms up. They’re put outside in a separate pen during the day when it’s nice out.)
 
Time to get to this again! A mini update while I’m on my way to the city over…

Tis the season of broody hens. Currently I have four chickens—including my eldest, Peep—sitting on eggs, as well as one turkey. The other turkey has seemingly vanished, but her behaviour made it obvious as to why… Despite not having a tom turkey, she’s decided to lay a clutch of eggs somewhere yonder. Eventually I’m sure she’ll come back, but she’s going to be very disappointed.

And for some reason my silkie hen hasn’t gone broody. Kind of surprised. I think she’s broken?

Anyways, yesterday I confiscated my other turkey’s eggs. I wanted to give her a second chance at being a mom, but I went out there and there was a chick a good ten-feet away dead… so I took her remaining eggs and tossed them in the incubator. No idea why she keeps getting them killed but I presume it’s because they’re too small for her fat-butt.

My chicken—with wry neck—in the house is essentially a house chicken at this point. She’s been inside since February and, while she can eat on her own and lift her head for long periods of time, she decides to keep it down a majority of the time. I’m convinced she does it on purpose to stay inside because she’ll have her head up until you acknowledge that it’s up. She’s getting chonky, even for a silkie, too. Compared to her tiny head, her body is humongous. Oh, and she loves to watch TV with us…

So, yeah! That’s happening 🥹
 

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