Friday, April 10, 2015

From Chick to Chicken

I have had chickens in my kitchen for six weeks now.

Sure, their feed is labeled "chick" and they aren't fully feathered, but these birds are officially chickens. They have grown from fuzzballs to legitimate birds in record speed and it's been incredible to watch. We didn't really know what we were getting into when we ordered these winged pets, but it's been fun so far. They're very personable and don't mind being held, which makes them a perfect fit for the Bauer Bunch.

Not too long ago we were chatting about how boring life must be in a cardboard box. The chickens are past the point of needing extra warmth, so we gave them a taste of the great outdoors. Once we coaxed them out of the box, instincts kicked in. They pecked at the ground, they pulled weeds, they flew onto strategically located branches and roosted like it was nobody's business.

The best part about this adventure has been learning alongside the kids. Nathan is officially my right-hand man in the chicken farming business. He was scooping up chickens, carrying them around, and whispering sweet nothings in their ears. Owen wasn't afraid to get into the pen and watch them play, but his request was simple: "Do NOT touch me, chickens! But you can sit on my shoe."

As long as we're calm, they jump into our laps and nestle in. My kind of chicken, honestly. Hopefully they keep these personalities - and hopefully none of the girls turn out to be boys. From what I've read, we won't know 'til they crow. I'll let you know with a "rooster free to a good home" sign, but I'll admit I'm starting to get attached:

As for little Nora's interactions with the chickens, let's just say farm living is the life for her. This one is scared of most dogs and cats, but you wouldn't know it as she sat encircled by chickens. They zoomed past her head and she laughed. If one came close, her little hand would reach out and grab feathers. The girls didn't mind a bit, and I'm happy that Nora is comfortable with them.

There for a while I could tell two of the chickens apart. Nugget was our runt stuck on the bottom of the pecking order, and that order was dominated by Elsa {naturally} who claimed her spot on top of the feeder. That was about a month ago, though, and they've since evened out. Maybe once they get outside we can pick up on personalities. Hopefully they'll make the move within the next week or so. Here's the coop today:

With help like that, I guarantee it will be done in no time.

Do you have any amazing plans for the weekend? Whether your schedule is jam-packed or you're looking forward to a take-it-easy Saturday, pencil in some Vitamin D. Get outside, soak up the sun, and get dirty. Happy Friday, y'all!

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Unknown said...

We're getting ready for chickens, too! The coop is still in the planning stages. The chicks are schedule to arrive in May.

Georgeanne said...

Chickens are my favorite animal. I wish so much I could have a coop in my backyard. But alas.. wouldn't be much fun for my mom!

I love looking at everyone's chickens. SO JEALOUS. (And I used to carry around chickens when I was a kiddo, too!)