Saturday, March 26, 2011
When I went to my friend's home yesterday, there were 25 little peeping loud mouths, it was quite a ruckus in there. I had a cup of tea with her and picked her brain for lots of little chicken info...like name the three most important things you think are necessary to know when building a coop, how soon can we start giving them organic table scraps, how do we keep them around if we let them free range without fencing, how big should their nesting boxes be? The list went on and on. Now, I've helped others with their chickens, but never from mearly 2 days old and though I've read lots, it's really great to have a friend that's been down this road to help mentor me. She's a wonderful friend indeed in so many ways, we share a lot of the same interests, and she's knows A LOT about so many things I want to learn. And, she's incredibly patient with all my questions and shares her knowledge without reservation...a true friend indeed.
I was driving home with them peeping in a box in the back of the van and it was a little surreal to me. I have started the dream, and it felt like it to me. I have gardened, a very valuable and fulfilling skill, but I've always wanted to be able to have chickens for eggs and basically farmyard entertainment. Watching chickens is better then any show on TV, I guarantee it. When I finally transferred them to their brooder box and watched them toddle in curiosity checking out every nook and cranny, well, it was a heady feeling for me.
I made sure they all drank and knew where the food was (Rose dug right in and I think is going to be the boss of the girls, she's already making sure they mind their place). Then, I lost track of time as I kneeled by the box, watching them and learning their personalities. The fayoumis are skittish and more nervous. Rose will come right over to your hand when you put it down in the box, she's wanting to know what the action is all about, Victoria is also interested, but will watch from a distance. The Red Stars will move away, but not fast as lightening like the Fayoumis.
I had to tear myself away to pick the boys up at school. The very first thing out of their mouths was not the customary, "Hi Mommy!", it was "are the chickens at home??". The boys have never had a pet and Maestro is still saying to me "thank you for getting the chickens" and "I can't believe you actually got chickens for us". He is particularly fascinated by them and has not left the box much at all. In fact, this is pretty much the way they've sat since they got up this morning.
I woke up several times during the night to check on the babies. Their brooder should be about 90 degrees and I wanted to make sure that as the temp in the house dropped at night, their brooder wouldn't cool off too much as well. They were huddled in a ball, snug and sound asleep. I watched them with amazement, and like Maestro, sometimes can't believe they are really here.
Wishing you some soft peeps peace of your own, ~Peacemom