Chicken Virgins

my bible.

Using this book as my bible, I set out to buy chickens.  (See Jenna's blog here.)When I got to the store, I went a little crazy.  I was kind of like "give me one of everything."  I'm not certain what all I got but I think I have some of the following:  Welsummer, Speckled Sussex, California white, silver laced Wyandote, Barred Rock, Rhode Island Red, New Hampshire Red, Buff Orpingtons and Americauna.  I am also not certain how many roosters are in the bunch.  Maybe two.  I didn't want a rooster, but Doug did.  We can have more chicks if we have a rooster.  Some roosters are really pretty.  But then you have all of that damn "cock-a-doodle-dooing."  This may be my new career.  Hell, this could be my retirement! 

meeting a baby

boxes of chicks and cart of chick supplies

one box

the other box

Home Sweet Home

Chelsea meets a baby

I have no idea what I'm doing.  Doug said "how hard can it be?  People who can't even read raise chickens."  We have an out-building.  We have to clean it out and make it secure and add some fencing.  I will let them run sometimes.  I just know I've been buying farm fresh eggs from my colleague friend Mary Jo and I can't stomach store-bought eggs. 
We brought them home this morning and I've already checked on them several times.  I've given them food and water and checked their vents.  (Poop hole that can get clogged with poop- which can be a life-threatening situation.)  For now all is good.  Here we go!