Cluck, cluck, cluck

Our chickens have arrived!!! You heard me correctly. We now have chickens at Possum Manor West. We spend the weekend changing a side of the shed into a chicken house, fencing in part of the yard behind the garden, and making both dog, coyote, and raccoon proof. We stapled chicken wire to the ceiling of the shed, which from now on will be known as the chicken house. We have a coyote problem in the area (The government wisely released coyotes into the wild, not paying attention to the fact that there was no natural food for them. They eat the dogs, cats and goats in the area, when they can….that is another story at a later date.), and we wanted the girls to be safe. It was a lot of work, but we were all excited.

We have eight one month old chicks, four Aracanas and four Rhode Island Reds. We have four two week old chicks that are the beautiful black and white ones, Barred Rock.

This is what they look like now:

This is what they will look like! The will be beautiful and none of them will lay white eggs!!

Our dogs were not happy being kept inside while we corralled the chickens and built them a Taj Mahal.

Xena looked out of the window at us.

Carrie’s cat stayed in the rafters of the chicken house just watching. He left when we stapled the chicken wire.

Brando does not make himself uncomfortable ever. He was a maniac when outside because he smelled the chickens. Once inside, however, he finds the nearest bed.