Just Chicken In
Welcome back to the funny farm! We had to take a short break. I needed some hibernation time. We lost power for a few days and Eddie did a lot of projects in the house. Being snowed in made me so grateful that he has created a home where we can be self-sufficient. I am also extremely grateful to have a woodstove to heat and cook on when the power is out. Firewood is plentiful. We are blessed!
We decided we should get some chickens this last summer, just in case we end up home bound longer than a usual amount of time. We decided on the gentle Plymouth Rocks.
The rooster crowed for the 1st time on New Year's Day! That's one way to ring it in I suppose. He is really pretty, but we are not sure that we appreciate his singing as much as he thinks we should. He was accidentally sold as a hen chick. Oops!
Krusoe is good with them. I am a little surprised because he chases the wild turkey and deer. But he has figured out they belong here. I think he is a good deterrent for egg & poultry eating predators.
The little "Egg McMuffin Crew" are starting to pull their weight around here and provide us with breakfast. At first, they seemed confused as to where to lay their eggs. It was like an Easter egg hunt every day. But after putting a couple of sacrifice eggs in their nesting boxes, they figured it out. I am proud of our flock!
Cackle, Cackle, Plymouth Rocks
by Ed Blair
Cackle, Cackle, Plymouth Rocks,
Ye kin have the wagon box,
'N' the smokehouse 'n' the barn
Take 'em - we don't care a darn.
Cackle here and cackle there,
Lay yer eggs jes' anywhere,
Every time ye lay an egg,
Down the mortgage goes a peg.
Cackle, cackle, all the day,
Who kin find a better way
Fer to get ahead again
Than to cultivate the hen.
We hope you are having a great start to 2022. God Bless! ETC Designs