This is the nesting box that we added to the chicken coop. I am afraid it came too late, the hens, having been confined to the coop for a few days, still prefer to scratch out a little spot in the dirt right next to the box. They are pecking at the hay we put in them. Maybe a few more days and they will figure it out. Thanks for he instructions Dad, it only took Josh maybe an hour to cut and put together the box.
With a few instructions from my Dad, we had a wing clipping day. The chickens have been flying over their fence out of the coop and getting into trouble. Well, poor things, in their defense, the chickens have just been scouring the yard for something green to peck at. And thus have pecked up everything green in my yard, including anything that might possibly sprout. So, we cut their pin feathers (Josh informed me of the name of the long feathers at the end of their wings, having been educated by the movie Sword in the Stone). It is pretty easy. Once you catch the chickens, just put a sock over they head and they mostly settle down. Pull out the wings and use scissors to cut the wings. Our kiddos gathered up all the cut feathers to use in art projects later on. A few of the chickens (including my Henny Penny who is the best mannered hen in the yard) would stay after I cut and took the sock off their head to make nice again.
Chicken did not make nice - none of us have decided if she is really a hen or not because she has a bigger comb and prettier tail feathers. Either way, she can't fly anymore!
we had our saturday afternoon naps. when i left the gerbil mound Danny had been cuuddling at my shoulders and Faith sleeping on my legs, obviously far apart. when I came back in the room after cleaning house and vacuuming, I foudn them cuddled thus together. oh how lovely.
We got the bbq patio in Josh dug the hole in one day, we filled it with rock and sand and started laying the brick when there was a dilluge so I started all the leveling and laying again another day. It took us a few stages but it is all done!
This is the nesting box that we added to the chicken coop. I am afraid it came too late, the hens, having been confined to the coop for a few days, still prefer to scratch out a little spot in the dirt right next to the box. They are pecking at the hay we put in them. Maybe a few more days and they will figure it out. Thanks for he instructions Dad, it only took Josh maybe an hour to cut and put together the box.
With a few instructions from my Dad, we had a wing clipping day. The chickens have been flying over their fence out of the coop and getting into trouble. Well, poor things, in their defense, the chickens have just been scouring the yard for something green to peck at. And thus have pecked up everything green in my yard, including anything that might possibly sprout. So, we cut their pin feathers (Josh informed me of the name of the long feathers at the end of their wings, having been educated by the movie Sword in the Stone). It is pretty easy. Once you catch the chickens, just put a sock over they head and they mostly settle down. Pull out the wings and use scissors to cut the wings. Our kiddos gathered up all the cut feathers to use in art projects later on. A few of the chickens (including my Henny Penny who is the best mannered hen in the yard) would stay after I cut and took the sock off their head to make nice again.
Chicken did not make nice - none of us have decided if she is really a hen or not because she has a bigger comb and prettier tail feathers. Either way, she can't fly anymore!
It is always fun to have more cousins in town to play with. We took a trip downtown to play at the science museum but they probably had more fun eating lunch in the green area and then playing in the grass. They found a fun little nest where a tree once stood and flew around gathering twigs to soften their nicely rounded nest.
My kiddos had fun eating a picnic in front of historic downtown. The old houses are lovely from the outside and eating in the shade of older trees was a treat.
This is the most representative of the answer to the question "Danny, are you eating your food?" Danny does this at every meal. Pure boy.
