We bought the coop from a guy, who delivered it on a truck, on Monday. Then, yesterday, we bought bedding, food, and food dishes.
Finally, we were ready for the girls! A lady in a town nearby had 10 week old chicks. Their age was important because I didn’t feel ready to keep a chicken in the house under a light. (Can you say, ‘Cat Snack’?) I don’t think I’ll ever be ready for a chicken in my house….
ANYWAY, we (Dan, Tim, Nick, and me) went to the lady’s house, and picked out our chicks. She had like, 6 million of them to choose from, all running around a big sort of dog run like a bunch of tiny crazies. She went in, and I tried to point and pick.
Her: This one? (Holding a chick)
Me: No, that one. (pointing at the panicking flock, who seemed to sense something amiss….mmm…no, more like Knew Something Was Terribly Wrong and felt the only solution was to race around cheeping like crazy and crashing into each other)
Her: This one? (Holding a chick)
Me: No, that one right there, with the brown spots. (They all had brown spots, and yes I was having a tiny bit of fun during this…)
Finally, we had our four mini-chickens. Apparently, they are different breeds: One is a Buff Orpington, one is an Ameraucana, one is a Barred Rock, and one is a Sexlink (there might be some identifying word in front of Sexlink but I do not recall what it is. I looked online, nothing rung a bell)
Here are the pics of our new flock of pooping, panicking poultry:)





