As if I couldn’t get any more birds on the brain for April!
What am I babbling about now, you ask?
Chickens, of course.
I’ve been an avid chicken farmer for several years now but life has gotten so busy and my luck with egg hatching has gotten so bad, that I’ve lost interest lately. Not to mention the new birdbrain who’s taken up residence in my office has diverted all my normal outside attention right back indoors to him!
So, when I went out to the barn on Friday and saw Fluffy Butt Cluck hovering in the feed shed looking like she’s about to lose her wits, I was suspicious, yet clueless at the same time. She’d been sitting on a pile of eggs that she was collecting FOREVER, (since like March, I kid you not) and she’d left them to go sit in another corner.
I prodded her (gently) with my boot to see what’s up.
And out ran four little chicks!


Well, well. Finally someone decided to actually hatch something on my little farm. Last year she had a total of one chick and my German shepherd just ate that one last week. (Don’t ask, that dog is 14 years old, on her literal last legs, and still kills any chicken unlucky enough to wander over to her side of the yard.)
So, here they are, in an unlikely ratio that has me stumped (three splash and one blue – when all these years I thought it was the other way around? Who knew?).
They are some cute little buggers, though. And a perfect addition to our bird discussion on how birds can be so alike, and yet so different when they arrive in the world. There’s none of that pterodactyl look to baby chickens that the bird brain behind me had when he was born.

Oh, and one more thing - my geese are laying now too, so I thought I'd give ya a gander (pun fully intended) at the size difference between a goose egg yolk and a chicken egg yolk. It's pretty substantial!

Enjoy and have a great first week of May everyone!













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