Pics of the Chicks

Peepers, Squawkers, Cackle, and the new black sex-link hen

Peepers (rooster), Squawkers (left), and the new red and black sex-link hens

The new sex-links are missing feathers in patches. Probably a result of feather-picking by other chickens. We are hoping the change in scenery will help: fewer chickens in a larger area, and free range every afternoon.

The black sex-link hen--she has a bare spot at the base of her tail.

The black sex-link hen--she has a bare spot at the base of her tail.

"No pictures! I'm naked!"

"No pictures! I'm naked!"

The new Ameraucana is very pretty. She’s a bit of a loner and likes to do her own thing while the rest of the flock stays fairly close together. Here she is scratching the dirt in the coop while everyone else is halfway across the yard.

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"Field trip schmield trip."

Since the new Ameraucana has a crooked beak, I’ve started calling her Crooksie. She’s the only one of the new hens that I’ve needed to name so far, because her affinity for wandering off means I frequently have to ask “Where’s Crooksie?”

Wisteria gone nuts. I think that's the red sex-link beside it.

Wisteria gone nuts. I think that's the red sex-link beside it.

Our remodel project has moved to the exterior of the addition (technically, the rear addition, since house has had multiple additions). I had to comb the dirt carefully to pick up nails, plastic pieces, foam, insulation, and all sorts of construction debris so the chickens wouldn’t accidentally eat any of it.

Mmm... bugs!

Mmm... bugs, not nails!

More Chickens

Oh my. I have more hens. I bought two more, and got an additional one for free.

We are now officially one chicken over the city limit (five chickens) but I’m really hoping no one will notice. I’m buying the neighbors’ silence with eggs.

I got a black sex-link and a red sex-link. These are prolific brown egg-layers.

The black sex-link has very pretty feathers with a metallic green sheen. Her eggs are smallish, and she is the smallest chicken of the bunch. She’s also one of the braver hens, and will come around to eat things from my hand with Peepers and Squawkers while the others peer at me suspiciously from around the corner of the hen house.

The red sex-link is missing most of her feathers, poor thing, but I think a bit of time and some free ranging will do her some good. She lays HUGE eggs.

The third hen is another Ameraucana. She was given to me for free because her beak is a bit crooked; the top and bottom parts don’t come together perfectly. She eats fine, but I can see how this might be a problem in the future, because the beak doesn’t wear evenly. Well, we will see how it goes. This Ameraucana is also fairly small–she’s very young–and she has a lot of white feathers around the head and neck. I wonder if she will stay this color? She’s very pretty.

Peepers is truly in heaven. He spends all his time strutting his stuff for the ladies. (They are not impressed.)

The amazing thing is that with three more hens, we get three more eggs a day–so in the one and a half days I’ve had them, I’ve gotten five eggs. The eggs are a lovely array of pastel blues and light pink-browns. They’ll be killer for Easter and I’m hoping their flavor will give me an edge in Mousse-fest 2009 (my family’s annual mousse-off).

I do have some photos of chickens and eggs but haven’t uploaded them yet. Will do it soon.

Still need names for the new hens, too.

Also, the Austin Funky Chicken Coop Tour is coming up! I’m so excited. I want to see what other people’s coops look like.

Chickens are dangerously addicting.

Spring Days

I’ve gotten over my initial worries about letting the chickens roam. Nowadays, I open their coop for free range in the backyard from about noon to dark. The chickens put themselves back in the coop when it starts getting dark. They haven’t left our backyard yet, even though the back fence is a mere four feet high. Hopefully they realize there’s a dog over there (untested around fowl).

Chickens framed by wisteria about to bloom like crazy.

Chickens framed by wisteria about to bloom like crazy.

Where'd my ladies go?

Where'd my ladies go?

This used to be a leaf pile. Then the chickens came. Now it is a leafy expanse.

This used to be a leaf pile. Then the chickens came. Now it is a leafy expanse.

On the back porch for a drink from the dog water bowl. Over 90 degrees today, and we were all panting--chickens, dogs, and humans.

On the back porch for a drink from the dog water bowl. Over 90 degrees today, and we were all panting--chickens, dogs, and humans.