Christmas Chicks…Ostrey and Baby are extremely excited about Christmas!
My chicken story is a little more full of chicken drama than I’d like to have had. After wanting chickens for a couple of years, my youngest munchkin decided to raise chickens (hens), show them, and sell their eggs for her 4-H project. So, we went to our first chicken sale at Gilmanor Farm. We had no idea what we were doing and were overwhelmed with the many, many chickens for sale. We came home with the 4 chickens above (all 4-5 weeks old). After a few weeks, we lost beautiful little Lucy (she was smothered), which was devastating being our first chicken loss. At about 12 weeks, Maddie was up on our fence and went to snack on a bug…which actually ended up being a fishing hook attached to a fishing pole…nothing like going outside to the sound of a screaming chicken with a fishing line hanging out of it’s mouth. We got it out without much of a problem, thankfully, although it was in the roof of her mouth. At about 17 weeks, we heard the first cock-a-doodle doo which actually didn’t sound at all like what I thought it would…more like a pubescent boy/rusty hinges sound. This is when Matilda was changed to Matt. Not long after, we found that Maddi was a boy, as well. We kinda got used to the crowing (the neighbors did too) and decided we would keep them for a bit longer. Well, then my youngest munchkin decided to get some 2 week old baby chicks. We ended up with 7 Wyandottes…5 silverlaced (1 having a deformed beak) and 1 white. Within 2 weeks, we had lost another chicken (white)…we think she was smothered, as well. So…we eventually found that 5 of the 6 Wyandottes were boys…yay. For those of you bad at math, this leaves us with 2 hens and 7 roosters…and that just doesn’t work. We decided to get rid of 5 roosters which was horrible…we sold them at the chicken show in September, to a farmer…and I can’t even go there because it makes me sad. And btw, I am not one that could eat my own chickens, just in case you haven’t gotten that yet. I understand the whole farming thing…just found it’s not for me. I’m not a chicken farmer…just a lover of pet chickens. After we sold the 5 roosters, we were able to go into the sale and buy 3 more chickens (but this time they were full grown laying hens)! I SO love this sale…too bad it’s only twice a year! Ok, so we are left with Darla the Rhode Island Red from the first batch, Fluffermuffin the white Wyandotte rooster, Mamie the silver laced Wyandotte, Ostrey (b/c he looks like an ostrich) the silverlaced Wyandotte rooster with the deformed beak, Lillian the Dominique, Opal the Buff Plymouth Rock, and Baby the Bantam Bearded Silkie/Barnyard Mix.
Whew…call me Chicken Crazy!
Here is my previous story about The Cluckin’ Cottage.
Here are more places that we’ve found good information on all things “chicken”, in addition to the ones we posted here…
~Crazy Chicken Lady, Carmen~
Matt- hated to get rid of this fella
Maddi- sad to get rid of this fella too
The baby Wyandottes at 2 weeks
The cute Wyandottes before we found out 5 were roosters and got rid of 3
Fluffermuffin and Mamie (with our 4-H spokesgirl 😉
In the spring of this year our family decided to embark on the adventure known as raising chickens. So, in April we got started on our coop, The Funky Chicken, and we completed it just in time for the big local chicken sale, in May. A good friend had suggested that we start off with 3, and that’s exactly what we did ! First , a Buff Orpington, which soon came to be known as , Large Marge ; she does like to EAT. Next is Ruby Jane, a mild mannered Barred Rock who’s super sweet and very sassy! Even though she is the smallest of the 3, she definitely rules the roost! And last but certainly not least, is our Ameraucana, Roosie, who started off as Rosie until we found out she was a he, four months into it! Although we had our suspicions, it wasn’t affirmative until we heard that rebel rousing crow! Now we are knee deep in chicken poop and lovin’ every minute of it 🙂
Here are some of our go-to resources for all things “chicken”:
~Crazy Chicken Lady, Amy~
Come and take a look-see at our new chicken coop, The Cluckin’ Cottage! I’d been wanting chickens for a couple of years and when my youngest daughter picked chickens as her 4H “project”, my dream of chicken rearin’ became a reality. My hubby (along with our dads) got to work on buildin’ the finest coop ever. At the same time, we were having a facelift done to our own Humble Cottage, and we had some porch trim and columns removed and replaced. Instead of tossing ’em, these worked perfectly as accents on The Cluckin’ Cottage, especially when painted white against the aqua walls of the coop. I love the little red shutters that the hubster made along with the window that came from the Humble Cottage’s kitchen. The window box was used in my oldest daughter’s nursery (13 years ago) and I loved the idea of using it on the coop. The screened door came from my parents’ river house (and then it was used as the sign for an antique booth that my mom and I had for awhile, called “The Porch”). The eggs on the egg doors were painted by my youngest daughter, as well as the wooden chicken on the small inside coop door. The tin roof was leftover from my parents having their roof replaced, and the weather vane was from a cute shop near our river houses. The trim around the top was our old window trim. I love all of the upcycling on The Cluckin’ Cottage… it makes it even more fun! I have a few more things to add, but wanted to go ahead and share what we’ve done so far 🙂 I’m looking for a vintage sign of some sort to go over the egg doors…hmmmmmmmmm.
P.S. You’ll have to wait for another post to get to know the chickens…both Amy’s and mine 🙂