Friday’s Quotes for the Chicks
Another vintage chicken card I was able to find.
Movie Name: Horton Hears a Who! (2008)
Katie: In my world everyone is a pony, and they all eat rainbows, and poop butterflies.
(Hey it was the only clean poop quote I could find
It’s the weekend, hoo-ray. It means we get to spend time with the kids (and I get to spend time driving them all over the place) and we get to play with Pippin, Charlie, and the rest of the flock. We are going to do several intensive “training” sessions with Charlie – my sister Peg: (“Hey sis”, in the comments) suggested I set a timer for 20 minutes and bring Charlie over to the pad when the timer goes off. While it sounds like a good idea, I fear that in the end, it is going to end up training *me* to go every 20 minutes.
I’m going to stock up on the toilet paper now, just in case.
As always, happy weekend everyone, health and happiness (and safety) to your flock.
During my most recent Chickens 101 workshop, I was talking about the fact that chicks from feed stores are fully vaccinated making them sometimes safer to bring into an established flock than by getting chicks from a farm or local breeder.
I want to stress, however, that if you are following proper bio security measures (isolation from the flock for a few weeks prior to introduction, washing hands, clothing, and boots after touching new birds or visiting flocks), and that you are feeding your chicks medicated feed for the first few weeks, you can get your chicks from anywhere.
One gentleman raised his hand during this discussion and asked me what the chicks were being vaccinated for.
I was stumped. Continue reading
Those of you who read my blog – did you notice I went a whole day without mentioning bird poop? Well enough of a holiday, it’s back to business (pun stays.)
Today’s post is going to be a bit of an anatomy lesson.
Let’s talk about humans first. We have something called the urogenital system. It is a separate system in our body designed to clear out impurities from our blood with the end product being urine. It’s a separate system that uses its own exit from our body.
Then we have our intestines which is a pretty nifty way of extracting nutrients from our food and passing on the inedible parts, called feces, out of our body. Again, it’s a separate system. The only time human urine and feces mix (ideally) is in the good old toilet bowl.
Not so with birds, however, they only have one opening from which the kidneys and intestines empty their goods. What comes out is a combined, highly efficient package (bomb.)
Here is an artist’s (mine) rendering of bird poop based loosely on what I’m been seeing from Charlie. Continue reading
Last night I gave a chicken 101 workshop for the Capital City Organic Gardeners club in Concord, NH.
Concord is running a 21 month probationary program where home owners are allowed to have up to 5 egg laying chickens in their backyard. There are a few restrictions including:
- Single family residences only.
- Lot size may be less than 1 acre.
- The chicken coop must be at least 30 feet from each lot line.
- Coop must be located in side or back yard. Coop cannot be in front yard.
- You can have no more than 5 female chickens.
- No roosters are allowed.
- Chickens cannot be free ranging.
- You cannot sell the eggs or the meat. On site slaughtering is prohibited.
- Chicken manure must be covered by a fully enclosed structure or container. No composting or fertilizing must be removed from property.
While this isn’t a perfect situation, it is certainly a start. Continue reading
Pavlov would have been very happy with Charlie this weekend.
Saturday I spent driving the kids to soccer, then to gymnastics, then back from soccer, then back from gymnastics, then off to get shoes, back to college, and then finally to get some supplies at the store. There wasn’t much time left for being at one with our chicken.
On Sunday, however, my schedule cleared (except for a short trip to a Maple Sugaring tour) and I was able to spend lots of one-on-one time with Charlie.
The instructions that I had read said to watch the bird for her poop-tell. I thought it was when Charlie stretched first one foot out behind her and then another but I quickly found out that this was not a consistent signal. The best thing to do, I figured out was to sit with Charlie and just wait for the blessed event.
I brought Charlie over to a perch (she doesn’t like sitting on my arm – might be because of her feet or it just might be her) and “clicked” and gave her a meal worm each time she settled down and sat on the perch. FYI – apparently meal worms are the crack of the chicken world, Charlie went nuts for them. I then sat with Charlie, paying an inordinate amount of attention to all the activity going on with her bum. Each little twitch got me tremendously excited!
After a bit, Charlie did poop from the perch onto the pad underneath. Like a young mother absolutely fed up with changing dirty diapers, I clapped, clicked, fed her a meal worm, and promised Charlie a new toy for being so good. Continue reading
Friday’s Quotes for the Chicks
We worry about what a child will become tomorrow, yet we forget that he is someone today.
I went to a local antiques shop and was able to find a veritable treasure trove of old Easter cards featuring various chicks. For the next few weeks leading up to Easter, I’ll be sharing these with you on my blog.
This weekend starts – Marc and Wendy’s Most Excellent Chicken Poop Adventure. Be prepared next week to learn far more about chicken poop than you ever thought you needed to know (and you better believe I’ll have photos). Hey, it’s how we roll here with our flock in New Hampshire.
Happy weekend everyone, health and happiness (and safety) to your flock.
Yesterday I went to the store and got a clicker (ergonomically designed to fit over my finger, no less.) I also got a jar of freeze-dried meal worms (again, YUM) ready for this coming weekend of chicken poop-training.
While I was at it, I also got some dog treats for Pippin. Hey, why not, right? Maybe we can get him to learn how to do something other than being adorably cute.
Anyway, in preparation, I’ve been watching Charlie for her poop tell (which of course, reminds me of the movie Casino Royale,which of course, reminds me of Daniel Craig, but I digress.) Haven’t figured it out yet, but then I haven’t been able to spend too much time with her.
That old black magic – work, calls my name. *Sigh*
Through Twitter and on Facebook though, I’ve been hearing sporadic stories of house chickens. Yes, apparently they do exist. Continue reading