In one of the chicken books that I picked up from the library it said that chickens can live comfortably for the first month or so in a small crate or a box…not my peeps! Every morning when I get ready in the bathroom I let them out so they can run free.
The bathroom is the best choice because it is the easiest to clean and I can keep the cat out. The Barred Rock and the Rhode Island Red are bigger than the other two and like to run and flap their wings getting a little lift. Monkey see, monkey do…the Americauna and the Australorp run as fast as they can while flapping their wings and nothing, it’s pretty cute.
This morning when it was time to put them back in their oversize plastic tote, they were all four nestled together on my right foot. I felt bad disturbing them, plus it was super cute. Now I’m sitting on the toilet (lid down) with my feet propped up on the plastic tote while they are running around. Tomorrow it will be nice enough to take them outside for a little bit.
Not only do I want them to be used to being handled…I want them to be happy. It’s not like they can tell me but still… I want them to know there is more to life than just laying eggs. I am sure I have generations of ancestors who are putting their palms to their foreheads asking “why are there chickens IN the house? It’s not like I have a little homestead so this will have to do until they get their feathers and I get my coop.
The smallest chick is the Black Australorp and she will grow to be a regal beauty. I wanted to name her Black Betty so I can sing “bam ba lam” to her but in this world….it’s not a good idea. I even mentioned it to a patient last week who has chickens. She made a face and I said “that face you just made, that’s the reason I didn’t name her that.” It’s a sad world when you can’t name a chicken after a song. I ended up naming her after the dark queen of the enchanted forest who was one of my favorite characters from Once Upon a Time.
That was something I wanted to talk about on Friday before the Classic editor fiasco. Thankfully that’s resolved for the time being. Whoa…incoming…maybe I should have named this post “blogging with chickens”? It’s good though…they need their exercise. I think I need to buy a folding chair, this is not a comfortable situation and they are not even two weeks old. I think I will be blogging from the bathroom for a bit. They are worth it though…I am completely attached to them.
Today was pretty busy at work, hopefully tomorrow will be a bit more chill. The weather is supposed to be beautiful….Zia