Chickens

This is Freckles.  She is the skinniest chicken in the whole coop other than the two silkies and Boomie (Mrs. Boomernickles).  We don't know how it happened, but apparently she cut her comb.  It bled and she started drinking it off the wall while she was on the roost.  Freckles can be very shy to other people, especially if she doesn't know them.  Once she gets to know them, she will let the person hold her. 

This is Rosie. She is laying her egg for the day, so she can go out and relax with the other chickens.  When other chickens are laying their eggs and Rosie has to lay too, she goes out of the coop and jumps on top of the nesting box lid and starts singing the chicken song so we think she's laid her egg.  If there's another hen inside the coop who has to lay her egg too, but the other chicken is still in the box, she chimes in on Rosie's song (she gets mad too because Rosie is mad).  Then the rest chime in. 

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Buns has rainbow ears and a fuzzy beard.  Buns' feathers are black, white, grey and iridescent.  Her eyes are the color of fresh lemons, but also the color of bursting-with-juice oranges and the color of new hazelnuts.  Her feet are so faintly grey that look like ashes, if not paler.  

My Family-

Silkie baby weighs less than one pound.  She loves to be held.  She follows me around because the other chickens have been mean to her.  It's very funny when her top knot gets wet, because it is either straight up or sleeked back and you can really see her eyes.  When she was littler, she got through the wire on top of her cage and cut herself. 

This is Caroline's chicken.  We thought she was Sweety, then we thought she was Mrs. Boombernickles, but but Mrs. Boomernickles is too small to be it.  And Sweety is bigger, so this is Star. 

Hawks

These are 15 different kinds of hawks. 

This is a duck just hatching out of its egg.  This is the place we got our baby chickens from.

This is the llama that lost its Mama.  Its name is Spot.  His mother died six weeks after she had him.  He thinks he's a dog.  He runs and plays like a dog and he's never seen little people like me and Sissy.  This is the backyard of the people who own the store where we got the baby chickens from. 

Chickens

We bought three baby chickens.  Two are sleeping and one is in the food sleeping.  All three of them are girl chickens. 

This is when we first got them.  They're still in the box. 

This is me holding two of the baby chicks.  Carnie named hers Star.  I named mine Sweetie and Daddy and Mama's was named Pecky because she pecked a lot at the other chickens.

 

These are some slugs me and sissy found.  We thought they were leeches, but they were actually slugs.