I’m very happy to report that the chickens are still among the living. Sometime in the past couple weeks they passed from the realm of baby to full-fledged chickendom. While I occasionally found myself wishing they had an older chicken to show them the ropes, they are adjusting well to life in their new home.
A couple of the chickens are actually friendly and the other four want nothing to do with us. My kids have been enjoying them a lot more since we opened the door to the coop and allowed them to roam in the hen yard. I never have to ask twice if they’d like to bring some table scraps out for the chickens to feast on.
I’m a really big fan of the chicken’s hind feathers. They are as soft as they look.
I’m also fascinated by their feet. Scared might be a better word than fascinated. Luckily, they appear to be completely unaware that they’re walking around on a set of potentail weapons.
If all continues to go well, the egg factory will swing into gear sometime in the middle of September.