My life… with a few chickens thrown in for good measure

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The chicks at 3 weeks

The two sablepoots are getting their feathers in & look a bit bedraggled at the 3 week Mark.
The pekins are looking fab! 7 out of 9 have frizzled and I think they are going to be quite beautiful by the time they are 12 weeks old.

So far I have 2 definite doodlers, a lavender frizzle and a black frizzle. Time will tell if any more decide to show their true colours off. Basically you look for a big comb with wattles, and two have wattles already! Girls tend not to develop their head gear as quick. Boys will also attempt to doodle around the 9 to 12 weeks stage

In an attempt at feather sexing at a day old I figured 5 boys and 6 girls but I’ve found from past experience it’s not been a particularly reliable science as far as pekins are concerned

I shall leave you with pictures of the 11 chicks at 3 weeks old
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Hatching update

So I candled on the 14th and only 12 were fertile eggs. I removed the dud ones and will now leave the eggs to do their ‘thing’! Only 11 days to go!!

The chicken thing…

Some people don’t ‘get’ it…Most people like the chickens, chooks have their own little quirks and are amusing to watch. Some people like to ‘joke’ about killing and eating them. Can’t say I find it funny or ever will. But thankfully those are in the minority or at least know when to stop.
My chickens regularly wander into the house. Flower mooches in and makes her way upstairs to thomas’s room where she will perch and watch tv with him.

I’ve always wanted chickens, ever since we bought this house & hubs always said no. I think he only gave in after the devastating time we had with Dad being taken gravely Ill.
(To cut a long story short Dad was brought back from the brink by amazing itu staff moved to general ward then suffered a catastrophic brain haemorrhage because of incompetent nursing staff. I nursed him round the clock supported by my sisters the following few days til he died. We then had to wade through a year of pre inquests & endure his inquest by jury)
So I’d had a pretty pants year and because of that I was allowed some chickens. I got two ex batts. Posh & pecks. Love the way they are so inquisitive and do things like jump up and run off with my sandwich.
They also very quickly told the greyhound who’s boss 🙂

yep, that would be the dogs food

next the hub bought me 2 pekins, flower & Dave.

Then I got 3 bantam Plymouth rocks.

I hatched tikka and nugget from my own stock. Then hatched frizz a mottled pekin.

I bought a box of pekin cockerels (they were supposed to be girls) from ardingly, frizzles noodles, Alice and two smooth reds.

Next hatch was pekins spot and Sally.

A few weeks after them I upgraded the incubator and I hatched Dobby a bantam orp & pekins Hattie,jelly,tallulah & moony.

I was also given two pretty little lemon pyle brahma girls

There have been downsides, Dave & 2 of the rocks died 😦
And some of the others went to fab homes.

I currently I have 10 hens and 3 doodlers can never get them all in 1 pic together…

Thats todays gratuitous chicken blog mainly just to say there is more to chickens than eggs, KFC, yorkshire puddings and gravy! they make fab pets and are great little characters to have bimbling around the garden (or the living room)

DISCLAIMER: having got them a new massive shed I can AND will do one more hatch 🙂