While we were building, our Easter-Egger chicks incubated in their eggs at the end of our second story hallway (next to Charlotte's bedroom); then spent four weeks in the attic guest room; then moved to the garden shed (which we described for the Marans). Chicks grow very fast, and if you don't give them lots of space right away, it is hard to keep up with giving them enough room. By this week, the shed - which had looked so spacious just three weeks ago - felt incredibly cramped and was getting smelly (a big no-no for me as far as raising chickens goes, we do not like stinky chicken coops!!). So I felt we really had to get them out of there.
Were we ready? Kinda sorta Yes, with a final push of effort, we did mostly finish Chicken Palace last week. We do not have a great source to fill the waterer with; no food scrap collection; no deep litter on the ground; no electrified protection fence for the chicken feed. Nor do we have someone to look after them should we want to leave the farm for a few days (we do still live in Needham after all) - oh wait, last minute News Brief: our lovely neighbor Abby has agreed to do part-time chick-care in exchange for one year of 1-2 dozen fresh eggs weekly. Sigh of relief!
But, whether we were ready or not, the chicks had to go.
Around lunch time, we introduced them to their new home! They were instantly enamored! Love the wild weedy corners and the branches we put over the roosts for visual interest and cozy protection. It is so much fun watching happy chickens! I don't know what it is exactly. Is it a certain tone of peep-peep? Or a way they fluff their feathers? Or the way they move around in little clusters from here to there? Yeah!!!
Tot ziens en groetjes! Babette