The time has come! Our once fluffy butt chicks have graduated into 3 pullets and a rooster ready to spring the brooder. So, yesterday we put them out in the coop for the first time. It’s been bittersweet for the humans, but the birds couldn’t be happier. They have room to run and scratch around for bugs and grit. It’s their own little slice of chicken heaven.
The kids and I visit them every couple few hours to make sure they’re adjusting well, and to throw them treats of mallow and Basil leaves.
The dogs are also very happy to have them outside, and watch them like it’s Chicken TV 📺 I think Phoebe wants to play, but Frank wants to taste them. Gotta watch that guy.
Meanwhile, inside the homestead, we’ve brought the latest batch of little fluffy cheeps into their new digs. They are loving all the new room in there, too, playing keep away games with bits of straw, and even climbing the walls. They’re adjusting nicely to being the center of attention, and I can’t wait to get them in the coop with the other ladies.
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