Also, I've been a little preoccupied at the barn lately... Miss Lucy, who gave birth to the twins Pepper and Polly in January, has been a very sick little sheepie. I first noticed her not acting right about two weeks ago, and since then I've tried all my best remedies (and a few I'm not really sure about) but mostly I've been waiting on her hand and foot hoping and praying she gets better. She seems to be slowly improving but not out of the woods by any stretch. She is the sweetest thing ever and I would hate to lose her, or worse yet, have to have her put down...
My six Rhode Island Red chickies are now 6 weeks old and have been moved to the great outdoors where they are growing like weeds. They've feathered up beautifully and are starting to develop little "personalities"- I have a bully, a diva, two shy ones, a maverick, and a loner. Needless to say, things sure have been quiet in the house without the contented little peeping coming from the laundry room...
I think you can just about imagine what happened on my last trip to the feed store.
Oh brother, do I need an intervention.....
This time around, I have four Americauna chicks (green egg layers) to replace the ones I lost in the racoon attacks back in the fall. Once all these chickies are full grown, they will join the RIR peeps and Sarge and Big Bird in a brand new "Girls Only" hen house built by Hubby and specially designed for egg production. (*Squeeeeal*!!)
Sarge and Big Bird are the only survivors from my original flock and are now getting up in years, but are still as spunky and spicy as ever, even after Hamburger's demise.
No Sarge, I didn't mean to say you were getting old.....
Sure do have to watch what you say around here... you never know who might be listening!
Now I'm off to do some much needed catching up with all my wonderful blog friends.
(Who I hope haven't forgotten me!)
