Chickens: Week Two
Sub-title: Bigger, Louder, Messier, and as I suspected, ever so slightly less, cute.
I probably won’t subject you to a chicken update every week. However, these first few seem sorta crucial. It’s interesting stuff (to me). Assuming my chicks were 3 days old when I picked them up, they are 2 weeks today. Two weeks, and things, they are a-happening.
Cherie last week:
Taller, less round, and a whole lot more wing feather. Pretty ones even.
These wing feathers showed up, seemingly over night. As in, I walked in the laundry room and said aloud “Where the heck did those come from?” My chickens grow. I must be doing something right.
This week has also brought additional dog visits.
No one was eaten in the capturing of this moment. While there is dog interest it is restrained. Mostly, they’d like to know what all the ruckus is about. And as you can see by some of those eye balls, chicks ponder dogs as dogs ponder chicks.
Other new and noteworthy is a lowered temperature, now fluctuating between 80-85, versus the 85-90 last week. This is still about 5 degrees lower than recommended, but everyone is getting on fine. The eating of their first worms, not captured. The cliff notes are they didn’t know wtf to do.
And its getting a little crowded in there. Food dishes get pushed over, and they are dangerously close to being able to flap their way out of their rubbermade home. These girls are going to need bigger accomodations, soon. Plans are in the works. I naively thought we’d get at least 3 weeks out of their current brooder. I now think, we will be addressing it this weekend.
Silly growing Chickens.