We bought chicks a while back as you can see *here*. 15 Chicks total, all pullets and everyone said “Get extras, you’ll loose a few the first couple of weeks”.
Jerimiah had a fist sized hole knocked in his diesel tank…couldn’t find a salvaged/used tank, so had to order a new one from Dodge…Only $534.06 for a stupid plastic tank!!! Shortly prior, his welder was spraying diesel everywhere and had to be repaired…
Needless to say, the coop isn’t built. So I’ve let them have the old rabbit room/future milk room as a night home & during the day they go out with the bottle bucks to scratch around in the dirt, eat grass and catch bugs. I’m dreading the intense labor that will be required to clean out that room once I move them, but at least they have a safe shelter…
So far, this lil arrangement has been working out great….. Until tragedy struck..
Sam & Tonka were playing their goat games, jumping around, head butting ect. ect.
Sam rears up on his hind legs to hit Tonka, Tonka swerves around, catches him on his side and over & down Sam goes…
Down, Down, Down & with a heavy *THUNK* lands on one of my Ameraucanas!!
Poor chicken did a split second, wings spread freak out and with an “Acccckkkk!” sound straight from a cartoon, she was gone.
Poor Sambo got off the flattened chicken, nosed it and looked at me with a face that I swear was nothing but bewildered.
Right now I’m considering grabbing a few more Ameraucanas from Acco before their chick season is over so by laying age I’ll hopefully still have some rainbow layers to lay the colorful eggs Clayton is so fond of.
I’m no longer smug about my chicken rearing skills…. I’ve just had a bit of luck is all.
In happier news, I'm posting a few pictures of the surviving chickens at the bottom of this blog entry…they have grown so BIG! The Ameraucanas and Reds are the most friendly….the Jersey Black Giants are pushy and are learning from the Reds & Ameraucanas that people = food. My Marans are still skittish, despite my best bribes and they are the ones I generally have to chase & catch to put up for the night, but hopefully they’ll warm up to people soon.
Shayla is working on naming the chickens…. One of the Reds likes to sit in her lap while she pets it… I asked her what she was going to name her favorite chicken…. Fully expecting to hear “Tinkerbell”, “Lucy” or “Carly”…..What do I hear instead??
LOL!! I have no idea where on earth she came up with such a name, but we apparently are the owners of the ubber friendly lil’ red hen named Riccardo.
Lets just hope Riccardo is swift of foot and is on a vigilant watch for those falling goats!
The Chicken "Riccardo" up in front on the right..