New chickens!!!!!

We told Cecil the rooster that new hens were coming.  His reply was:

Translation: “Oh Boy!  New women for my harem!”

One of the Gidgets (we got these when they were two days old) said, ” More???? I don’t get enough attention from Cecil as it is!”

Meet Goldie and the two Black Beans, Lil’ Bean and Big Bean.

I caught the first meeting of one of the Beans (can only tell the Beans apart when they are together) and Cecil:

Translation: “Hey Big Boy!  Hey Pretty Lady!”

Goldie got her name because of the ring around her neck. She is already laying, but the others are too young.

All was well, for a while….

It seemed to be all good until Lil’ Bean got out of the chicken area and was investigating the backyard.

“Chicken?  Do I smell chicken,” thought Max, who until this moment had shown no interest in the flock.

So, before we could get Max into the house, he ran and grabbed Lil’ Bean. We got him to drop her, and she ran off under the propane tank. When we went to get her, she snuck between the fence and the shed, and hide out in a lot of brush and lumber. We could not find her, and we did not know if she was injured.  (This has a good ending….later)

So I went on to my job of building Silkie nesting boxes. They are not suppose to be able to fly as high as the larger chickens, so we had to build something for them a bit lower to the ground.  I built it, and it took two of us to carry it into the chicken house. The big chickens took to it right away.

They got a new flock block, and they were all happy….except for Goldie and Big Bean, who know they were missing Lil’ Bean.

Late in the afternoon, Carrie saw Lil’ Bean part way up the mountain behind the house. When Carrie moved toward her, she ran further up. So Carrrie let her be for a while. Then she went and sat behind the fence, on the same side Lil’ Bean was running.  Goldie and Big Bean were carrying on, so Lil’ Bean came closer and called to them. She came closer and when Carrie tried to grab her, she ran under some lumber. Carrie lifted the lumber and there she was….Carrie grabbed her. She was not injured from the dog incident, but was certainly frightened. She was warmly greeted, as warmly as chickens greet, and all went into the coop for the night. This morning when Carrie let them out, Lil’ Bean would not come out. I guess she is still recovering, and as soon as we can find a Chicken Whisperer, we will make an appointment.   Never a dull moment at Possum Manor West.