I went to Great Harvest today to get bread. The yummy kind with cinnamon chips. Yum.
I got a piece of bread. Then I looked up and noticed the 5 girls on the porch. They had come to say, “Hi.”
I knelt down to pet Batman and snatch. My bread was gone. Right out of my hand and off they took down the steps.
My old chickens would not set foot in the snow. The young ones just jumped right in it.
Chicken prints in the snow.
Then even Helga decided to join them.
Look who came to see what we were doing. I heard a tap, tap, tap at the door.
Hello!
What are you two doing up here?
They walked to the steps when I opened the door and hop, hop, hop they went. Down the steps.
Chickens are the cutest hoppers.
We are having a septic put in. The workers dropped off a big backhoe. Of course the chickens had to check it out.
The guys dug a hole. Guess who jumped in the hole?
You guessed T Rex, right?
Yep.
We had to put the girls up for a couple days so they stayed out of the big hole when the workers started changing out the tanks in the yard.
We got a big egg today. The one on the bottom is a large egg. The one on the top is humongous and it’s not an ostrich egg. We got it out of the chicken coop today.
We have gotten some other weird eggs.
We’ve gotten eggs with two yolks. We have even got eggs without a shell.
“What?,” you say.
An egg is surrounded by a membrane. It’s a clear layer under the shell but that holds all the liquid inside.
My girls lay eggs that we eat. We get about 3 eggs a day. One of the eggs is a fake egg that reminds the girls where to lay.
Helga stopped laying when we got the younger girls.
She does not like them at all. She tried to kick them out of the coop when we first put them in there with her. They were so scared of her. They wouldn’t go up the ramp to sleep for about 2 months.
My girls are so noisy.
Here they are saying good night while we do the nightly head count.
Batman is up before the sun. There is not even a crack of dawn in sight.
Our back porch is up a flight of 13 steps. All our other chickens have been afraid of the dark. But not Batman.
She is clucking by the backdoor. Inquisitive minds want to know…
So do I. Why are you up so early?
Who me?
Yes, you!!! And you involved your friends.
We got a text from our neighbor tonight. He found a chicken in our front yard. He threw it back over our fence.
It’s not safe in our front yard. There are wild animals around. There could be bears and dogs out there.
I fussed at them when I got home. I told them they’re not allowed out in the front yard. Everyone clucked happily at me. I assumed we had a deal.
Five minutes!!!
Our deal was not for five minutes.
My husband calls, “Help, there are chickens in the front yard.”
It was T Rex again. And this time she took Batman, Nutmeg, and one of the twins with her.
I had to look up on YouTube how to clip chicken wings. And we had to sit down and trim everybody’s flight feathers.
Oh the drama!!!
My chickens are so dramatic. I never knew that chickens could be so much fun to watch.
We have six chickens. Their names are Helga, T Rex, Nutmeg a.k.a. Chicken Nugget, Batman and The Twins.
About five days ago T Rex went missing. We’ve seen an eagle in the neighborhood so we assumed an eagle got her. Then my son’s friend said he saw a loose chicken in our neighborhood earlier this week.
T Rex comes when you whistle so my husband went up and down the street whistling for her. He even went next door and looked in the neighbor’s coop.
He found one he thought was T Rex and threw her in our yard. He called me slightly panicked because our chickens started pecking the other chicken.
Well he went to pick her up and she ran away from him. He had to chase her all over the yard. He finally caught her so you could throw her back in her yard.
Then five days after T Rex went missing. The next-door neighbor calls. She says there’s a red chicken roaming around her yard. My husband jumped the fence and threw her back into our yard. Her chicken friends all ran up and greeted her.
Coop Drama 