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Every day, I let the chickens out into their yard and I look for eggs. It’s been four months since hatch day. They could start laying any time now. And I am so ready!
But they are not.
So far, the only nest in the chicken house that’s held eggs is this bird’s nest from spring that I saved for some future decorating purpose or science museum or something….. I don’t really know what I’m going to do with it, but it was too cool to throw away.
It’s been raining a lot lately and muddy. I’ve got this straw laid down in a path out to the chicken house so I’m not slip-sliding around in the muck.
Top soil was scraped off the yard when the house site was being prepared and nothing’s growing here. Now that we have a tractor, this fall we can do some work to the ground and get some grass seed in.
If Coco’s not in the goat yard, she loves to get the chickens up with me in the morning.
She is always so excited.
Coco: “CHICKENS! I didn’t know we had chickens! I LOVE CHICKENS! Do you want to play? Huh? Huh?”
Every day. Like the day before never happened and it’s new all over again.
I want to wake up every day as exuberant as Coco.
The chickens aren’t nearly as excited about it. Coco’s method of greeting can scatter them pretty quickly.
Not that they’ve been in a good mood lately anyway.
Spartacus: “What’s with these goats? How come they get all the attention?”
Clover: “Don’t hate me because I’m beautiful.”
Dookie: “I totally understand. It’s over for you. The woman has goats now. It’s doom, all doom. Nobody loves you. You might as well eat worms. Just be glad you don’t have to compete with a giant puppy like I do.”
Coco: “I don’t understand. I love you, Dookie.”
Awww…. It’s okay, Coco.
“Clover gives me milk,” I remind the chickens. “What have you done for me lately? Where are my eggs?”
They don’t pay me much attention. They’re too busy showing me their fluffy butts while they’re eating all that feed and not giving me anything back for it.
The ducks are doing well, by the way.
They are the first ones in the chicken house every night and the last ones out in the morning. I think they like to avoid the rush. They have some trouble using the ramp. They tend to kind of fall out rather than walk out.
Their pond is ready, but their duck house is not, and so they have to stick it out in the chicken yard a while longer.
It’s hard to be a duck in a chicken’s world. The chickens established their supremacy upon the ducks’ arrival and the ducks are firmly at the bottom of the pecking order. The pair of them stick like glue to each other. They eat when the chickens are finished, and generally just try to stay out of the chickens’ way the rest of the time.
If the chickens start laying soon, I’m going to have at least one sit on a nest to increase my little flock. If they don’t start laying soon, I’ll wait till spring. I don’t want chicks when it’s too cold.
I told Princess the other day that I didn’t intend to let my one little banty hen sit because I didn’t want any more banties. I have one banty hen, one banty rooster, three standard size roosters, and six standard size hens. You can see how much smaller a banty hen is than a standard size hen.
Butt comparison.
And banty eggs are tiny. Here’s a banty egg and a standard size chicken egg from back when I had eggs in the incubator. You’d have to use two or three banty eggs to make one standard size egg if using in a recipe. Since I have chickens for eggs, I was thinking I wouldn’t increase the banty population.
Princess was aghast at the notion of not having more banties, though. She considers the two banties to be her chickens. She wants more banties. And she does help me take care of the chickens, so I relented. More banties here we come.
But first somebody’s gotta break down and lay an egg.
Maybe if I make some pretty pictures of them they’ll be inspired and compete with each other. Who wants to be the first hen to get all the attention and honor and special effects?
Like this. Spotlighted.
Or this. Etched in stone.
Or even this. Drawn in colored pencils.
Or– Oops.
“I AM NOT A HEN. I AM JUST LITTLE.”
“Prepare to die.”
Posted by Suzanne McMinn on September 1, 2008Today’s You Can’t Miss This in the forum: secret recipes, herb gardening, and the funniest thing to ever happen in a chicken pen!
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I LOVE YOUR BLOG. IT IS THE FIRST ORDER OF THE DAY FOR ME.
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I just gave up all of my chickens except my two banties. We have renters in our farmhouse as of this weekend, and that’s where I kept my flock. So I only brought the banties home.
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The banty chickens are SOOO cute…but I see your dilemma with the eggs! Some of both is a good solution!
Traci
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I loved my little bantys. They can be such gentle little creatures. I had one that would hop up onto my lap and cluck at me to feed her and sit with me for a bit afterwards. When she started laying, about every other day she would give us two eggs, in gratitude I suppose for the extra feed.
Thank you, for sharing.
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Love your site! And so proud you are getting to live your dream.
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We lost our first chicken to a fox last night. It’s a hard lesson to learn for new ‘chicken keepers’ like us. Our four year old took it better than we did I think!
So, we plan to make the coop more secure and buy razor wire and a heavy machine gun nest… No, seriously though, our neighbours have a ‘Fort Knox’ style coop and I suppose we’re going to have to follow their example.
Speak soon.
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Dern I get so confused on all those banty hens and regular hens and Roosters and such…LOL How is the WORLD do you remember all that????? IT was funny to see the butt comparison. LOLLOL I think I get the small banty and large banty…I mean, are they all for fried chicken???? OR is only the large hen??? Is the Rooster for waking you up? LOL I am not sure what each does…and sitting on a nest makes more little ones, when you said “sit on a nest” for more banties? I need a lesson in chickens. LOL It’s interesting! Those little banty eggs, verses large banty….
The duckers are cute too..I love the ducks. All the critters are so darling..I’d never get anything done inside, for wanting to play with them all day. :mrgreen: LOL :mrgreen:
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I have 5 hens that are a week or two older than yours. All but one is laying. I’m a “newbie” to hens so I’m learning as I go. I’ve noticed that right before each hen started to lay, their comb took a growing spurt. I’m not sure if that is a coincidence or evidence they are about to lay.
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I’m hoping you have eggs sooner than later.
- Suzanne, the Farmer’s Wife
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I love the pictures and commentary.
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I sat here reading this this afternoon and thought, dang, Suzanne’s living the Charlotte’s Web life minus the pig. How cool!
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Have you tried adding a 20 to 22 percent protein laying mash in with the feed? It should speed egg production.
I have found that the golf ball does work, as a marker for the hens to start laying in the right places. The nest boxes, not the floor or outside!
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I saw maybe three roosters in your yard? That will be a problem as they get older–they will fight until they kill each other. Voice of experience here. They may co-exist for a while but eventually it will come to fights and blood. AND the extra roosters eat a lot of extra food, for which you get nothing except 2:30AM wake-up calls as they try to be the frist one to crow in the morning.