Wednesday, February 8, 2012

Chicken Math

Folks who have chickens know how it is. Folks who don't...they may not understand how you could accidentally buy five more chickens.
Straight run, two Silver Laced Wyandottes and three New Hampshire Reds. Wanna place a bet on how many roosters I get?

I love having chickens, but I have a love-hate relationship with brooding chicks. I feel like I spend half of each day emptying shavings out of their water bowl, and they really do stink up the laundry room.

On the plus side, these guys are three weeks old already. I'm going to keep them in a couple more weeks and cool them off slowly before they move into the big grow pen outside.

Just in time for five day-old Freedom Rangers to take their place in the laundry.


  1. I LOOOOVE raising chicks. I hope you can have fun with it!

  2. You ACCIDENTALLY bought five chickens? Like, you turned around in the feed store, bumped into someone, and five chickens fell into your basket without you noticing? Then when you got home, you were unloading the car, heard some peeping, and damn-it there they are. Checking the sales receipt, you realize that you paid for them so you're sort of stuck with them now. Right? No refunds, returns or exchanges when it comes to chickens. You take 'em home, you're stuck with them.

    1. Yup, that's pretty much how it went down. They are sneaky little things, those chicks.