Babiesss! (Chickens, that is.)

Firstly, it started raining within 10 minutes of my post last night, and it hasn’t really stopped yet. And the entire system still has the tropical-storm-swirl to it, so it just keeps wrapping around and pouring more rain.

The good news (pt 1) is that we were smart when this rain was first predicted, and I had hubby dig a drainage ditched for the end of the garden that continually flooded in May. It’s working!

And, well, good news pt 2:

Babies are here! Sadly, one was dead on arrival, so I only have 6 instead of 7. I just don’t know yet if I have 2 roos and 4 hens, or 1 roo and 5 hens, or some other combination if they were mis-sexed at the hatchery. We’ll start playing guessing games in about 4-5 weeks.

I do, however, know which one will probably be top of the pecking order. It’s the one that likes to climb on top of the food dish and chase the others away.

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I am way more worried about Winniford.

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A very brief nap. It lasted maybe 5 minutes.

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Also, I am glad that the post office called this morning, and that I didn’t have to pick up chickies in the monsoon we’ve had this afternoon. Yeesh.

Oh! And the chickens are Black Australorps.

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Rebekah Loper writes character-driven epic fantasy featuring resilient women in trying and impossible circumstances who just want to save themselves but usually end up saving the world, often while falling in love.
She lives in Tulsa, OK with her husband, dog, two formerly feral cats, a small flock of feathered dragons (...chickens. They're chickens), and an extensive tea collection. When she's not writing, she battles the Oklahoma elements in an effort to create a productive, permaculture urban homestead.