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Happy Birds

8 Jun

Look!  I really do give the geese nice clean cool water.

It’s just that they get it dirty so fast I can hardly ever get photographic evidence.

They do enjoy the pool. Of course, they also enjoy the old dirty water I dump out of the pool.

I have all the doors and windows in their section of the barn that I can opened to help let a breeze through.

One of the new little hens is enjoying a real dirt bath.  She doesn’t have to do that in the food anymore.

Of course, the free range chicken is happy with her freedom.  Seriously, I can’t figure out why she’s the only one who comes out.

Since we turned so hot so quickly, I also brought out a gallon of frozen tomatoes for them.

At the end of the season last year I was so sick of tomatoes that I just froze several gallons so the birds could have a cold treat on hot days.

They seem to appreciate it.  Luckily, after today, we’re supposed to have more seasonal temperatures.

A Tough Transition

31 May

I got my new chicks on March 31st when they were just tiny babies.

the day they came home

They started in the soap room, but it was not too long before they moved into the garage.

getting big

Well, they are big girls now, and I really needed to get them moved to the barn with the rest of the birds.  I started by putting them in the pen overnight.

It was quite traumatic.  They spent days cowering and hiding and wondering what the heck I had done to them.

Luckily all my older chickens have been really good to them.

the rest of the chickens except the one who was in the nest box

Nugget and one of the hens taking a dust bath

They have to be a little careful of the geese because the geese are a little naughty to everyone.

(we’ve had rain every day this week, hence all the mud)

Finally, they are figuring it out.  I’ve never had such a traumatic move for chickens before.

Poor girls.

Toddler Photo Shoot: Take Two

5 May

Over the weekend, we decided to try another first birthday photo shoot for Grady. This time, we did it at his farm.

This boy has my heart (and, sadly, my hair).