Well after doing a search here, on treats for our little fuzzy friends, I decided to get them some today.
I had cleaned their brooder, changed the water, added a tblspn of apple cider vinegar, and switched from shredded newspaper, to Pine shavings.
I tossed in a multi-colored ping-pong ball, thinking I was going to be treated to a free mini "chick soccer game". no luck there.
next, I dropped in a few crickets. The chicks showed no intrest at all.
They were even scared of the crickets and huddled into the furthest corner away.
30 minutes goes by, and nothing.
I had to leave to take my son to his weekly speech therapy. I'll see what happens later.
We get back to the house, and I'm wondering if I'll have to go catch all the crickets.
Nah, there all gone now, and the chicks are no longer in the corner.
So I try dropping in a few more crickes, and ALL CIVILITY CEASES TO EXIST !
Holy Cow ! my cute little fuzzballs transform into a bunch of crazed, psychopathic, fight
ing machines. it was as bad as pouring fresh blood into shark infested waters!
I'm pretty sure they could put some serious whoopass on a school of sharks!
it was like instant insanity!
We had a great time watching the melee, and the chicks obviously enjoied it too.
I cant wait to see what the meal worms and cooked spaghetti noodles result in.
now, if we can just get a little soccer game going, we'll be set!
I had cleaned their brooder, changed the water, added a tblspn of apple cider vinegar, and switched from shredded newspaper, to Pine shavings.
I tossed in a multi-colored ping-pong ball, thinking I was going to be treated to a free mini "chick soccer game". no luck there.
next, I dropped in a few crickets. The chicks showed no intrest at all.
They were even scared of the crickets and huddled into the furthest corner away.
30 minutes goes by, and nothing.
I had to leave to take my son to his weekly speech therapy. I'll see what happens later.
We get back to the house, and I'm wondering if I'll have to go catch all the crickets.
Nah, there all gone now, and the chicks are no longer in the corner.
So I try dropping in a few more crickes, and ALL CIVILITY CEASES TO EXIST !
Holy Cow ! my cute little fuzzballs transform into a bunch of crazed, psychopathic, fight
ing machines. it was as bad as pouring fresh blood into shark infested waters!
I'm pretty sure they could put some serious whoopass on a school of sharks!
it was like instant insanity!
We had a great time watching the melee, and the chicks obviously enjoied it too.
I cant wait to see what the meal worms and cooked spaghetti noodles result in.
now, if we can just get a little soccer game going, we'll be set!
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