This poor little peep was born blind and left behind by its mother hen. Unfortunately it had more problems than blindness and never was able to eat or drink on its own. It passed the next day but was safe and cozy in the incubator til the end.
Meet Valentine. He’s a flock father and quite a handsome Roo. A new behavior in some of the Seramas is to perch on my shoulder as I go about my morning chores. I’m not certain if it because they are showing affection or dominance, getting out of the morning fray, or waiting for first dibs … [Read more…]
Sometimes the lush spring grass is more compelling than a dinner of grain and hay
Winter has disrupted the hens’ routines with a move to the barn from their chicken tractor. It took a couple days for them to find satisfactory places to lay their eggs. This corner is the new fave – and there is a line for it every morning when I open the door.
Passed inspection Clearing out the chicken tractor in anticipation of a stretch of stormy days. I had a very particular chicken boss.
Goats are browsers. They put up with hay and will graze vigorously but they are happiest doing the low pruning of evergreens. Since my neighbors aren’t enamored of having their shrubbery devoured, we have been bringing the goat girls old Christmas trees.