Chick Mania

This family of chicks have been motherless for a month, and now consider me Mom. They are adorable. When I come home from work they run to me at top speed, hoping I have some special treat. The two largest chicks are French Morans, and the brown chick between them is a Wellpinit. I bought these three as day-olds, as they lay chocolate brown eggs. I put them in with the newly-hatched chicks of my best brooder hen, who happily raised them with the bantams and other miscellaneous eggs she hatched.

After a good meal it's important to snuggle up and take a nap.

My little Seabright family. The roosters hang out with moms and chicks, pointing out tasty food items and warning of danger. 

Rest Secure

Polly doesn't think it's any of my business that she's trying to roust Jesse out of his resting spot. She thinks he's got some dogfood hidden in the area. Jesse hopes I've come to save the day.

Groucho feels safe and secure under the chair the sheep upended. She's pleased they made this great shelter for her.

I decided to line my big kennel with wire small enough to keep chicks in, since none of the dogs like to stay in it. I was half way through when, in between trips for wire, Ursa took up residence. This seems to be a nice, cool spot out of reach of other dogs or sheep or donkeys. Needless to say, I chose a different location for the chick shelter. Ursa now owns this kennel.

You Looking at Me?

I need to get a picture of my senior peacock displaying. His tail is so long now, it touches the ground when he perches on the gates. I love the way he was laying, resting his head on the shelter leg.