Or, “My chickens grow fat on the crusts of peanut butter and jelly sandwiches.”
I’m home with a sick kid today. It’s a beautiful morning and I love how the different chickens look in the fog. Of course, the fog makes the pictures a bit fuzzy…
So, I just thought I’d throw some chicken photos up here.
For the photos, I baited them in with table scraps–sandwich crusts, apple cores, an old hamburger bun, carrot peels–for the photographs. I throw the stuff out, then cluck like a chicken and they come running (I’m very convincing). If you’re wondering, I’m behind the fence, not them: The fence surrounds the back yard to keep the dogs in. The chickens are fence-free right now. I just lock them up at night.
You don’t have to worry about any of the roosters in the photos. I think they’re all safe for at least a year!
We have two bantam chickens. For those of you not familiar with boxing terms(!), a bantam is a miniature chicken. Ours are golden sebrights. They are the only chickens we have that have names, since they’re the only ones that aren’t big enough to bother eating one day. They’re pretty, and they kind of keep to themselves. Luckily, they’re fast, because the bigger birds pick on them a great deal. They fly well, too, and tend to roost in the highest places in the coop (like on top of the fluorescent light fixture).
They’re a bit smaller than pigeons, I guess. Very entertaining.
I tried to get a picture of the dogs inside the fence, watching the chickens just outside the fence, but I missed it. It’s a pretty entertaining juxtaposition, particularly when you can see just how badly the dogs want at the chickens. The chickens? They don’t seem to care about the dogs at all. I imagine that would change, if the dogs got out!
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I will say, those chickens are entertaining to watch.
Comment by Pitseleh January 26, 2012 @ 2:58 pmHi Adam!! I like these pictures. Thanks for sharing them. When you mentioned that you cluck like a chicken, I conjured up an image of you also strutting (?) like a chicken. I don’t supposed you do that though…
Comment by Michele Phillips January 26, 2012 @ 3:51 pmI used to strut a lot more than I do now. Kids and all.
Comment by ghostwoodfarm January 26, 2012 @ 4:06 pmI’m a big fan of chicken diversity.
Comment by mulligansoup January 26, 2012 @ 3:54 pmYES. I really can’t wait to start hatching my own stock to see what manner of “mutts” come out!
Comment by ghostwoodfarm January 26, 2012 @ 4:02 pmYES. I really can’t wait to start hatching my own stock and see what manner of “mutts” come out!
Comment by ghostwoodfarm January 26, 2012 @ 4:05 pmHi Adam!! I just love the pictures you posted and really enjoyed reading your blog. Of course you already know of my affection for birds, chickens included.
Comment by Bonnie Weasner January 26, 2012 @ 4:13 pmIs the grand rooster training the young ones to some day take his place as weasel chaser?
Comment by matt January 26, 2012 @ 5:10 pmHa! I just watched him beat up a buff orpington rooster for mating with a hen. He’s definitely in charge, and he gets to stay at least as long as he is.
Comment by ghostwoodfarm January 26, 2012 @ 5:15 pmNever thought I’d say this to you, but…that’s a nice shot of your cock! Come on! Couldn’t resist! Elle and I currently have 4 sheep (3 ewes and a wether) more to follow. We are planning on chickens, the coop is set and waiting. Nice blog, my friend.
Comment by Jason Brown January 26, 2012 @ 9:18 pmThanks J. I’m thinking of goats, because they do a better job of defending themselves against coyotes than sheep. How many chickens are you thinking of? For eggs only?
Comment by ghostwoodfarm January 27, 2012 @ 10:00 am