Is It Week 13 Already?

Time flies when you’re having fun!  Or consistently busy… or a little bit of both!

The Obligatory Week-aversary pic

They’ve gotten so big, haven’t they?  They’re back to looking like feathered sardines and I’m currently wondering how long I should actually wait to let them try integrating with the rest of the flock.  There are so many variables to consider right now, not the least of which is Claire and her babies.  I should wait long enough for them to be ‘established’ as a fixture in the flock before I try adding new players to the game.

I love how all chicken breeds have something unique about them. My sexlinks (the golden comets) were rowdy and sweet at the same time. The little roos loved attention and the hens were shy and private.

The Rhode Island Reds were rough, wild and determined to break out of the brooder.

This years Australorps are very protective, as a breed, even the pullets.

My Buff Orpingtons, roo and pullet alike are all cuddlers.  I have one little hen who will sit on my boot if I don’t acknowledge her and pick her up.  And then there’s this:

The BO roos have, since day one of their life on this farm, cuddled up into little piles of fluff at night.  Laying one on top of the other. They even do it in the heat.

As you can see from the above pic, this one BO boy will stretch out his extremely long neck over the other chicks in his ‘puppy pile,’ covering them completely.

I am always amazed by this.

And speaking of Buff Orpington roos…

Some of you may remember that, shortly after I brought the Australorps and Orpingtons home from Tractor Supply, one of the suffered from what I now believe to be a dislocated leg.  

I did a lot of research, and upon strong reccomendations from a trusted chicken medic, I treated similar to splay leg, dubbed the chick ‘Baby’ and brought him/her into the house with a buddy (Ash) to keep him company.

They were here a little over a week, and while Baby never got back to 100% perfect, he/she eventually made enough of a recovery to go back to the brooder.

Readers… I give you… Baby.  Not a hen as my post from back in March suggested (I called Baby a ‘she’ consistently)… but young rooster.


I’ve been trying to keep tabs, and honestly, it wasn’t too long after Baby and Ash returned to the brooder that I realized Baby might be a little boy.  He exhibited signs right away and after a couple of transition days, dove right into the chest-butting displays like the rest of his brothers.

He is the smallest BO rooster I have right now, of the four.  Shorter, and more compact, as I hope this picture shows.  The dislocated leg left its lasting mark on Baby.  He stands with one leg/shoulder/whatever slightly lower than the other and sometimes loses balance on the roosts at night.  As you can tell, the tail isn’t straight either.  It kind of curves.

All that aside, my observances of all of them show no signs that Baby suffers.  The flock does not pick on him, he is able to run and play with his brothers and sisters, eats well and is growing at a good rate.  As he and his brothers are destined for Freezer Camp at the end of the month, I’m not really too worried about it.

But I am glad that he is still doing okay.  He’s just… one of the guys.  🙂

The Week-Aversary Picspam

Because I missed most of the Little’s Week-aversary pics, and because today is Pip’s 16th week…here’s the pics I promised I’d get today.


16 Weeks and going strong!  Aren't I handsome?
16 Weeks and going strong! Aren’t I handsome?

Yes, Pip… you are handsome.  Just like your papa, even though he’s white and yellow and you’re red and white.

Pip showed his first signs of leaving ‘awkward adolescence’ behind and heading into ‘horny teenager’ stage this morning.  He tried to mate with his ‘Auntie Riley.’  Riley turned around and bit him and then chased him back into the coop, where he retired to the window sill to sulk and figure out where he went wrong.

He needs to observe Dots more and learn how papa woos the ladies.

Mystery Bin Chicks… Peanut and Matilda.


Peanut and Matilda representing the Mystery Bin Girls this week.  Peanut is still my diva.


Black Australorp chicks, week 2

I’m pretty sure the one on the right is Ash, the chick we brought up to keep Baby company when she was in Chick Containment.

Buff Orpingtons, Week 2

The little chick on the right is my poor injured chick, Baby, who has a fully recovery. She’s still smaller than everyone else, but I love it when I can say they are no different the rest of the flock. 🙂


I don’t know if you can see this in the picture…but their eyes are BLUE!!!  I never knew that before.


And just because… here is Little Dude sitting with his favorite hen, Jolene.


Lots and Lots

Well, I’m not sure where to start because I’ve been busy this whole week and it’s caught up with me.  Tuesday was My Girl’s birthday and I’ve been busy planning her Sweet 16.  Hard to believe.  Then Thursday was my birthday, as well as St. Patrick’s Day.

Friday was the Australorp & Buff Orpington babies’ 1-week-aversaries.  I took pictures, as per the usual.

Day 1 – Black Australorps and Buff Orpington


Week 1 – Black Australorp & Buff Orpington

Today was their 2-week, but I’ll have to get it later because I’ve been busy with party planning all day.  I also missed the Mystery Bin Girl’s 2-week on Tuesday.  I’ll try to snag pictures of at least Peanut tomorrow.

One of the reasons for the busy week was this – one of my Littles had a bum leg and I had to take care of her.

I have video of her leg before and after-care on my Youtube.  We named her Baby and brought her into the house in a Chick Containment Unit.

Here she is today… about 4 days after being returned to her flock.

She was actually crouching to jump down.  In the brooder, she is no different than anyone else.

My Pip Chick is turning 16 weeks tomorrow…


Here he is today…

For those of you following along at home… I’m calling the “Pip vs Pippi” drama over.  This chick is a BOY.  He stands tall and walks more upright than the girls, behaves just like papa, and already has pointy little nubs where spurs will someday be.

And look at those waddles and comb!!!  It’s bigger than the adult hens now.  NOT a girl. If this child lays an egg in 4 weeks… it will be a miracle.