So about a year and a half ago I had to hang up my “chicken keeper” hat.
It was a sad day for me to see my sweet little clucky girls go, but I knew with the transition our family was going through that it would be best for them.
I knew then though that as soon as the opportunity presented itself again that I would pick that hat right back up.
Well opportunity knocked in the form of my super friend Holly. Seriously, everyone should have a friend like her. A friend who texts you and says, “Do you want chickens this year? I’m hatching a bunch and you can have as many as you’d like.”
Well how can a girl pass up free chickens?? Maybe some can but this girl couldn’t!
The best part about the deal was that she was hatching them then giving them to a man who raises chickens until their sex became apparent so that we didn’t end up with roosters… because that’s a lot of noise and no eggs.. no bueno.
I knew that in our current house having chicks would be a logistical nightmare. Our cats could not be trusted, our upstairs doesn’t have a place to keep them, and the basement is where the teenager who is allergic to everything lives… so a cage full of chicks in my house wouldn’t have worked.
So getting them when they were a little older and could go straight outside?? Perfect.
Holly also happened to have a coop that she bought and never used so we were set!
We picked up the coop first and Nathan and I started tackling its assembly.
The directions were um…. vague… difficult…. kind of like bad Lego instructions. We were through step 3 after about an hour when, thankfully, Scott got home from work to help us out.
Just to clarify… we were doing just fine… just a little slow going, we would have gotten it together by midnight or so!
Once it was assembled we just needed to add chickens. So a couple of days later armed with a dog crate and my right hand chicken wrangler Nathan we went over.
We thought we’d carefully pick out the ones we wanted but it kind of came down to who could be caught first… and one specific one that Nathan wanted.
Because she is special. Holly pointed her out and said, “Now she’s an Easter egger, she’ll lay blue eggs.”
Nathan’s eyes lit up and I knew she’d be coming home with us!
He named her Blue, because of her eggs and her legs have a cool blueish tinge.
She also has a cute fluffy face.
The other 3 are hard to tell apart but Daniel insisted that they needed names too. He named the lightest one (I can’t tell which one that is but he swears he can) Chicken Wing. We decided on Barbecue for the darkest, and going with the theme Buffalo for the third.
Yes folks we have Buffalo, Barbecue, Chicken Wing… and Blue.
They haven’t been handled a lot so Nathan has made it his mission to make them super tame. He feeds them out of his hands daily, and we’ve managed to get them to not hate being held and petted. They’ve learned really fast that the dogs are friendly, that the people bring food, and that the cats are big weenies not to be feared.
Cats, dogs, chickens, and people all co-exist in harmony in my back yard. Peace is possible my friends!
We have a few weeks until the eggs get started, but we’re super excited to have fresh brown and blue eggs every morning!
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