I think my battle with the evil pink eye super bug has left me mentally compromised. If not the wicked bug then it was the massive amount of eye drops I’ve absorbed but either way, I’ve gone bananas. And if you need proof just look….
In case you can’t make out the little specks those are chickens people, fowl feathered friends. Somewhere along the way I decided that I wanted farm fresh eggs but didn’t exactly want the farm. So, much to my neighbor’s dismay, I settled for eight super charged egg laying peeps, four of which we got last week and the other four are due to arrive this week. I figure eight layers should keep my food devouring kids egged up and happy for awhile. And when they get sick of eggs? Well, I’ll come up with some creative recipes or shove eggs down their throats. Whatever works.
I tried to be a considerate suburbia neighbor and bought these peeps from a place that could guarantee these downy babies would be hens and not annoying roosters. We’ll see. If any should happen to be roosters did I mention I have a retriever bird dog? Just KIDDING (not about the dog but about the fate of poor rooster). I’m sure I’ll find a farmer who would be happy for Mr. Roaster to take up some table, I mean, yard space.
The coop is up and ready to go except for the outdoor run. I have been
nagging gently asking Mr. Pavlov to finish the run because these peeps are growing quickly and pooping a lot! N a s t y. I’m told the run will be completed this week which, is a good thing considering how filthy these egg layers are.
While we wait they eat, sleep, poo, pick, poo, flap their wings, poo, flap their wings and actually fly, poo, peep, poo, poo, poo and they are still small. If the amount of poo is any indication of what I can expect to come then I am in WAY over my maximum lifetime poo limit. Plus we still have four little poo makers to come. Yikes. Let’s hope they produce as many eggs as droppings and then maybe we’ll call it even.
As we await the other four peeps and their completed home, they bask in the heat of their red glo lamp. This photo was taken just minutes after I changed their bedding…wanna take a guess what a few hours looks like?!?
Didn’t think so.
I’m going to collect my brains now.