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On the First Day of Chickmas…

As I plan to avoid anything that even remotely requires thinking or work for the next two weeks, I figured I’d give myself an easy out and post about my flock. I haven’t kept you up to date on my chooks because I thought for a while I was going to do a whole website about them, then I remembered I’m lazy and I hate to make websites.

These are my oldest three, a day or two after hatching in July of 2018. I had a hen go hard broody (that’s her), so I bought six ‘fertile’ eggs for her. She sat on them for a month and they were all duds. She was so forlorn, I couldn’t bear it.

So I got four more from someone I trusted, and two hatched. I went back to the lady and bought two chicks from the same batch. (That’s four total, but one vanished from the coop one morning. Probably eaten by bears). I got her to accept the new ones as hers.

Twelve eggs, net result: two roosters and one hen.

In order, that’s Millie, Moe and Sam. They’re Pekin bantams, like all my previous chooks. You know, with the feathery feet.


Comment from ExpressoBold
Time: December 23, 2019, 8:34 pm

Wait, what’s the hen’s name?

Comment from weasel again
Time: December 23, 2019, 9:41 pm

The mama? It was Jenny. Only chicken of mine I know for sure was eaten by the fox; he got caught in the enclosure afterwards. I managed to rescue the other hen in the coop, but nothing was left of Jenny. Not a feather, not a toenail.

I was mystified, actually,

Comment from Uncle Al
Time: December 23, 2019, 10:56 pm

Millie, Moe, and Sam are cute. Especially Moe! Is there a story behind their names?

Comment from weasel again
Time: December 23, 2019, 11:12 pm

Millie’s color is called ‘mille fleur’ (thousand flowers). Sam was hatched on the 4th of July. And Moe. Well, Moe was originally Molly, but it didn’t work out.

Mama Jenny was also a mille fleur. Funny thing is, the only chick she kind of picked on and almost rejected was Millie, because she looked very different from the others. She almost rejected the only chick that could possibly have been her own.

Comment from DurnedYankee
Time: December 24, 2019, 2:52 pm

Twas the post before Christmas
And in Badger House
All the chickens were hoping
to dine on fat mouse.

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