Chicken post #1

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The original ten chicks. They never used the tap-waterers, so those are now gone, as is one of the gold chicks, sad face.

Been a busy few days, what with friends visiting, chickens arriving, and the reality that not all baby chicks survive into a third day.

A gold star chick who I call Queenie due to the tiara-shaped dark gold on her head. She's a very docile, sweet gal!

Aside from that last sobering truth, the rest of the weekend has been AWESOME! Chickens, dude, lol! They scurry from one edge of the brooder to another, to under the heat plate, then back out again. They napped for over two hours not long after we brought them home, so of course we fretted (needlessly) until they started peering out from the sides of the heat plate, then emerged into the brooder proper. Today they were active most of the day, scratching chick crumble out of the feeder, investigating the perimeter and finding interesting spots to peck. I held several (hopefully all of them, although five look very similar, so who knows), gently stroking their heads and speaking softly that they were good chickies, sweet chickies, and very loved. Yet despite the depth of our newfound affection, one didn't last the day. Part of life, I know, and hopefully tomorrow will brighter.

A barnevelder chick. They have adorable chipmunk markings on their backs.

I'm still working on fixing books, but chickens take a fair amount of time, and friends were a gracious gift all weekend! I taught a seven-year-old to sew Kawandi-style, and she took home a coaster and thread to finish her mug rug.

Before chicks, a trip to the Pacific occurred; always a thrill to see the ocean, and the sunshine too.

So yeah, first chicken post. Not the last. I'll probably hear peeping/twittering in my dreams, hehehe!  

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