Dang chickens

We haven't been getting very many eggs lately. The FD always says, "They're laying them somewhere and you have to find them." Well I always go look and sometimes I find a couple in the straw or on the floor of the coop. I've looked out in the woods and everywhere they frequent. I don't think they will lay them just out in the open. Anyway I've seen them get into the old cat house, but I've never found eggs in there. Yesterday morning I decided to look again as I had not looked in there for four or five days.

 That's right, this is what I found in there. Dang Chickens! Can't trust 'em.

Just got done storming here.

Wind blew, rained hard, sun came out and it began to hail. Sunshine, rain and hail. Gotta love it.

Stuff

 Here's a couple of pics of my dog enjoying Gramma's new chair while Gramma is working.

 I think she likes it.

 Finally got to the lake yesterday to mow and put the dock in. Wasn't as bad as I thought it would be.

 Had some trouble with the dock, but it's in.

Put an addition on the peeps coop to give them a little more room since there is nine of them. So far I think there might only be two roosters. That would be really great. We'll see.

More peeps

Ok, so I'm back again. Talked to my youngest daughter (Bayou Mommy) and she explained to me how to fix my blog and now I can load a bunch of pics all at once. Yay! Thanks honey.

 So here are the peeps in the brooder box.

 And here they are in the mini-coop.

You can see they are much bigger. That's it, just trying out the new and better way to do pics.

Peeps

Well I'm back. Gramma got my computer working, so can blog again, however it's only letting me load one pic and that's it. I have no clue what to do except maybe change blog sites.

Anyway we moved the babies into the portable coop in the garage and they continue to grow and do well. I think in a couple of weeks they will be able to go into the coop extension in the barn. Still don't know the hen to rooster ratio, just gotta wait.

Mothers Day Miracle

Well we had a miracle (at least to us anyway) today. I decided to take out the two mangers because the horses are always throwing the hay on the ground and then eating it. Behind the big manger are horizontal boards to keep the horse from kicking the steel barn siding. They are about five feet high with one inch spaces between the boards. As I start to take the manger apart I see movement behind the boards. I stood up on the manger and looked behind the boards and see a chicken. I don't know how she got back there, but it looked like Alice and I reached down and pulled her out. I put her on the ground and called her a dumb chicken and thought no more about it. Tonight when I went down to close the coop and the barn and count chickens I counted nine. There hasn't been nine since Ethel disappeared. So I counted again and again and again. Ethel was back. So it had to be her behind the boards, no other explanation fits. Three weeks and three days. She must have been eating the hay seeds that fall behind there when I feed the horses, but she hasn't had any water. She seems fine, but I'll have to watch her to make sure. Gramma cried. We are happy to have her back. Unbelievable.

Peeps

Ok. No pics, because my computer frozeup and I am using Gramma's IPAD. The peeps are growing like mad. When we went to bed Friday night they did not have tail feathers, but they had them Saturday morning. Yikes! It has been fun so far hatching our own eggs and watching them grow. We will probably move them out to the garage in about a week. I have the mobile coop set up and ready. Now we just wait and see how many hens we get. Later.

Peep update

We got all the chicks in the brooders now.

Here's the Farmer's Wife with our homemade brooders.

Five peeps in one.

Four peeps in the other. Yes, we lost the one we were worried about. Don't know why. Just Mother nature I guess. All the others seem healthy and really cute. They are all eating, drinking, and pooping. They grow fast, so it won't be too long before we move them out of the house. I want mostly hens, but I want one Rooster that I can pick up and pet and make him my buddy, cause Butch attacked me from behind again yesterday and I've had about enough. Just like Frank. Gramma can't go down to the barn without a stick. So I'm going to pick these little ones up and make them my friends. Maybe it will work, we'll see. Bye