Good morning! Marron is with me today — it’s been a very long time since he was on camera. Another blue sky.
Salad for breakfast
The vegetables I scattered yesterday went limp in the heat, but after a night in the cool air they’re crisp again, and everyone is eating hard. Funny — yesterday they were all wilted. It gets cold at night here. Please enjoy your breakfast salad.
Chick open
Time to open the chick pen. There are newcomers today. Will they come out? …No. These are the usual team. Oh — newcomer number one is out! Cute. Going home or not? The other newcomers have no intention of coming out.
Marron, say hi to everyone — it’s been a while. He’s gotten so big, and right now he’s in his rebellious phase. He’s grown beautiful: his tail looks more and more like a rooster’s, and his comb is showing. At the moment, though, he’s escaping reality with all his might. So back to his friends he goes. Have a good day!
Long time no see, jumbo quail! They actually haven’t laid any eggs yet. I wonder if the environment isn’t right for them.
Newcomers from the wild
We have new chickens again. Around a house somewhere deep in the mountains, chickens have multiplied too much, and the people there want something done about it — what you might call a chicken-removal request. I’ve been chipping away at about three of these, and these birds came from one of them. Their wings were already clipped so they wouldn’t thrash about and hurt themselves, and they seem fairly calm, so for now I’ll let out just the hens.
Everyone, meet for the first time! Some of these birds’ relatives and siblings already live here, so I hope they settle in. I have to keep the roosters in, or it’ll be big trouble. Of course, the wrong bird came out first, and birds who were already outside came wandering in. “Everyone except you, out please!” This is the pattern where I have a terrible time. Then, for some reason, they all crowded into the shade, and now I can’t tell who’s who.
The one pecking just now is Boba, who was here from the start; the ones being pecked are the new arrivals. Surprisingly, chickens that have lived in the wild for a long time are more social — to survive, they properly fall in line and follow the birds who were here first. If things get chaotic again, I’ll pull them out and put them back in quarantine. Good luck, everyone!
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