“Let’s just stop in for a minute…I need chick therapy and then we will be on our way.” Yeah…that’s pretty much how we ended up with the beagle….
So today, I did a thing…Did I think it through? Nope…not a bit. The beagle is in complete ‘mom” mode and has already bonded with the smallest one. The cat has already tried to reach into the cage and kill one. I had to run out and buy some chicken wire to try and make a barricade around the little cage. Between the cat and the two escape artists, I needed the extra layer. The Barred Rock chicken hasn’t tried to get out as of yet but she’s the only one.
I haven’t even had a chance to sit and get to know them. They have no names yet although I did try for the Sanderson sisters, Winifred, Mary and Sarah but the Girl wouldn’t go for it. I get to name the Americana, the Girl will name the Barred Rock, and we have to agree on the Rhode Island Red’s name. I will report back with the names tomorrow.
When I woke up this morning I had planned to drive out to the farm and pick up some ground beef and chicken and then head out to a new eagle nest I just learned about. The possibility of stopping in to see the new chicks was always there, I just didn’t expect to cave so quickly. My brother text me this morning and asked if I wanted to meet for lunch and that threw everything off. Don’t get me wrong…I will always pick lunch with my brother but I hadn’t planned on it. I hadn’t planned on taking home three baby chicks either and yet…here I am. Life is always an adventure! I did not make it out to the new nest but this weekend is supposed to be wall to wall sunshine so maybe I will take a drive then.
I do know that it is almost 10pm and I haven’t finished my normal Wednesday food prep, or taken a shower, or bonded with any baby chick. So on that note…I guess I will keep it short and sweet tonight…until tomorrow…. Zia