Hi from Chicken Paradise! I found a hatched pigeon eggshell, so I wanted to check where the nest was. When we cut back trees and grass around here, we don’t want to destroy any nests. But when I opened the ladder, countless spiders came pouring out. If only they were small ones! I’m scared of heights too, but with Dolly watching over me, up I went — and found nothing but a half-built nest. All that for nothing. I’ll keep searching. Meanwhile, Hare-chan the rooster gave us a song.
Quail cleaning day
These are the quail our neighbor gave us. Since they arrived they’ve grown about one and a half times bigger — maybe double; they look double when they fluff up. Quail start laying at about a month and a half old, and they’re almost there, so an egg could appear any day. Please let me know when you lay one!
Today I cleaned out their home. The old bedding I scattered outside was full of spilled feed, so that spot became so popular that the cleaning barely moved. While I worked, the quail waited in the room next door, running around as if to ask, “What is this place?”
Meet Orihime
Orihime is a Silkie hen, and right now she is very angry and very intimidating. A breeder said the fluff on her head wasn’t big enough and threw her away, so we took her in. She’s grumbling as if to say, “How dare they!” Her face is blue, and so is the patch beside her ear — truly beautiful. I can’t understand why anyone would throw her away.
Little Marron
This chick was lost in the parking lot of our apartment. After 24 hours no parent had come back for it, so we decided to keep it. A bird that seemed to be a parent did come by at one point, but this chick was only a half or a third the size of its siblings and clearly growing slowly, so I looked carefully and found a large lump near the rear of the belly, big enough to feel from outside. I’m caring for this little one very carefully.
Marron had no appetite for a long time and wasn’t getting enough nutrition, so the tail never grew in. Once I added a little extra feeding, a cute little tail appeared. When I hold out my hand, Marron snuggles up, so sweet. The color on the back looked like chestnuts, so I chose the name Marron, French for chestnut.
I’ll do my best to raise Marron, and I’m hoping this little one grows up safe and sound.
Thank you for watching, and see you in the next episode!