Yesterday morning, under sunny, blue skies, we took off for the feed store to pick up the chicks that they were holding for us. The countryside is ablaze with color right now... the Eastern redbud trees making the hillsides pop.
The ride to the feed store was a a treat in itself. Although the destination was important, the journey was indeed a treat!
The previous day, over the phone, the feed store told us that they had about 19 Rhode Island Reds...
and 17 mixed Black sex link and white Leghorn chicks left, but that the reds were reserved for someone.
When we arrived at the feed store, we were told that if we wanted to, we could take all of the chicks, because no one had ever picked up the reds.
So, naturally (because, as Hubbs says "we always have a tendency to over-do things"), - we brought all 35 chicks home to the farm. We have plenty of room in our henhouses, so... why not? Our current flock is somewhat geriatric and no longer laying reliably.
It looks as though we are starting over.
In a few months we should have plenty of eggs! (Too many, actually.... but we love to share them!) We got them settled into their new house with a heat lamp for warmth, and plenty of food and water.
I'll check on them several times a day. What fun it will be to watch them grow! With 35 new hens, it will be impossible to name them all. We might have to go with group names... such as, "the Lucilles, the Blanches, and the Jetts."
To many, a visitor like this might be unwelcome, but because snakes help with rodent control, I tolerate them. Actually, they intrigue me. This one is a black rat snake (identified by his lighter underbelly).
We had a short conversation and he told me he was just out enjoying the warm sunshine and the heat of the driveway.
We have black rat snakes here too. I am not happy about any kind of snake and they were famous for stealing eggs when we had the hens. They and mice I never could abide in the house. We had 8 or 10 of the the rat snakes living in the basement when we moved in. The place was empty a long time prior. Of course once we moved them on we had rodent trouble. We did find a snake skin in the basement this year. The grandsons thought that was cool.
Look forward to seeing your little peeps grow. I always loved watching ours.
What fun . . . I can hear the chirps all the way to Michigan.
I will take your word for the snake thing . . .