Hubster bought ten chicks. It is always fun to bring home the new chicks. We prepare their little home in the garage with food and water. Set up a light so they won't get cold. Then gently open the box so they can see their new home and we can greet our newest additions to the farm. All so sweet and country. When Hubster went out to check on them an hour or so later something had pulled them out of their little cage and bit their heads off. The two survivors were then confined to my bathtub in the witness protection program.
Hubster buys eight more. This time their home is in his game room. They are Americaunas. They will have blue and green eggs. He didn't put in the warming light, isn't it plenty warm in the house? Lost three.
If you are keeping track we then had seven. He came back from Orscheln's with the two little things on his list and SIX MORE CHICKS!
Did I mention that we have a chicken coop and hen house with seven adult territorial, bossy, old hens that won't accept some little chickies in their midst? Did I mention Hubster's plan to set up a new chicken coop/hen house in the alpaca paddock, as yet unbuilt. BUT WE HAVE CHICKS!!!
...farm living is the life for me. Sanetha
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