I had a rough night last night so I decided to take a nap when my husband got home. I slept from about 8-10pm, meaning my chickens had put themselves to bed by the time I woke up but I still needed to go out and secure the fort. Lots of animals creep around at night, including my new barn cat that has been slinking it’s way up to my porch at night for the last week and looking pathetically skinny, I’m feeding it a little to keep it around in hopes it will eat the other icky stuff digging holes in my yard.
First off, I have a lot of things that creep around at night. I have my chickens way way way across the field because their pen attracts bugs. Icky creepy crawly bugs. Apparently, this also attracted something that thought of them as a tasty treat (the bugs, not my chickens).
In the coop run, I saw this tonight:
Why hello Mr. Bullfrog! I know the picture doesn’t show you very well what size he is, but that’s a rather large chicken feed bowl next to him that about 6 of my hens can stand around in a circle. He’s a big fella! Hopefully he’s in there eating all the nasty creepy crawly bugs that chicken coops attract.
I decided to open up the coop and check on the chickens while I was out. They don’t mind my husbands red flashlight as the red is not so invasive as yellow or white, however I’m pretty sure they weren’t happy about my camera flash going off.
Believe it or not, these two are two of the fluffy-butt baby chicks from earlier this year. Time flies when you’re raising chickens.
On top of frogs, and bugs, and a barn cat, my porch has been raided by lizards this year too.I have 2 lizards that like to run along the walls and there’s a really large one that I see running around the ground during the day, I think he lives under the porch.
There is a saying “Chickens come home to roost”, meaning chickens always come back to their nesting grounds at night but I’ve never actually witnessed it. I usually herd them in around 7pm. Yes, I herd chickens. I use a long 2×2 piece of wood because I don’t have a shepherds hook. I should totally get one.
Anyway, I forgot to put the chickens back in the coop tonight. I had taken a nap and woke up way later than expected. By the time I got outside, it was starting to rain. I was worried I would be chasing them through mud. Nope! They were all huddled in the coop, tucked in for the night. Good Chickies!
I’m anxiously awaiting all the chickens to start laying, and I really need to find a source for cartons.
Beyond that, another start of a new semester, lots going on there, gonna be a really busy time. I’m taking an 18 credit load this term, 2 classes are broken up though so it’s more like 15, but cramming a full year of American Sign Language into one term. I’m in my final home stretch this year for my Earth and Environmental Sciences and my Geographic Information Systems degrees, I just have to push through (and pass) all these courses and be done with it. Then I suppose it’s time to look for a job. Not sure how I feel about that!
We’ve got a new set of baby chicks at the ranch!
I brought home 8 baby chicks, 4 buff orpington chickens, and 4 Rhode-Island Reds!
Right now they’re pretty scared so I’m trying to let them be for the next 24 hours except to check water/food and see how their temp is doing. Hopefully they’ll fair well and make it, these first couple weeks are always a little nerve-wracking!
One of my chickies laid their first egg today! It’s small! (which is usual, they take a little while to get up to full size)
I’m so excited! My husband came into my office while I was waking up and said “Oh, by the way, look on your desk…” (Which is a mess)… so I’m looking around trying to see what’s different, pile of bill receipts I need to file here, notebook there, the cordless phone I forgot to put on the charger over there. He grabbed my head (gently of course) and turned my head straight forward and said “Right there, in front of the keyboard.” OH!! OH!!!!!
So now begins the daily “Egg Check”. And I can start to use the “Egg Bag” my sister-in-law Heather made me, it’s a padded collection bag with ChickyPoo Embroidered on it with my cracked egg guy, sooo cute.
I’ve got put out an email at work and ask if a few people could bring in their egg cartons when they’re done using them so I have a few empty ones laying around…. and also need to get my list together of those who have asked if they can buy our eggs.