Sounds like the silkie agreement has gone sour. Sorry 😕 That’s a good solution to give them the MM. I do selfishly hope we get to see pictures of the silkie chicks at some point :fl
Dang it, I missed Drinks with Chooks day. ByBob, please warn us when extra fun theme days are headed our way! I would put it on the calendar and make something happen.
This sorry excuse of a photo… that drink cup held not Chardonnay, but meal worms 😩
Here is someone who was not complaining...
My experience with veterinary medicine is that you absolutely need to be a people person. Owners don’t just drop their animals off and say take my money in exchange for vet care: they expect to be involved in the care and given a say, as though you were in pediatrics taking care of their kids...
Oh dear, has anybody on this thread asked you for family photos? I should hope not. This is such a global forum, I believe we’re all cautious about what we post.
Tax:
The marans pullet who got rehomed.
...time, this is the reception I get. All these adults are so hopeful! But there are the chicks, right there with the adults.
Anyhow, this has been *knock on wood* the smoothest integration ever. It’s far from over, but so wildly peaceful. The adults are so much more chill with the Grayscales...
I have a nice collection of Twofers for you all:
Whiskey and Quincy om nom noming their morning cereal.
“What?” Whiskey tries to give me a hard stare, but Quincy’s is quite something to behold.
Summoning the chicks from their mini coop because I was going to let them out to mingle with...
Maybe it’s warmer up there? They need to have contact with the plate for it to warm them up, but when they sleep underneath it their backs don’t really touch so they might get chilled. Either way, when I got the wee chick Ricky (or Pips), she opted to snuggle with the larger chicks rather than...
Oh I’m so sorry :( :hugs I wonder if, with her thin shelled eggs, whether her body went into overdrive drawing calcium from her bones for her eggs. I know you had her on calcium but who knows whether she was able to absorb it.
I saved a Stellars jay fledgling the other day from an unlikely duo: the neighbor’s cat, and some crows. This disembodied foot doesn’t look quite right to belong to that fledgling, but I know those hooligans are out there. Also, I looked around and couldn’t find any other evidence of the hunt...
Yup! Caroline and Moa both have big bodies, short beaks with attractive rounded heads, and feathered legs.
Okay all, I found something ominous today on the lid out our kid’s sandbox. I just about freaked out and ran to check on my chicks before remembering that 1) my run was much too secure...
Absolutely!
Do you know that I was on the “I will never add a white chicken to my flock” train, for just about ever? Just like all those folks who swear off of silkies, only to become doting silkie owners. I was even disappointed when Whiskey, of last year’s chicks, turned out mostly cream...
Well, here you have them, my new permanent residents, the Grayscales. Somebody came by yesterday to pick up the slow-feathering Marans who was just under nine weeks old, and was kind enough to also take Mina the cockerel as well.
In order of their current pecking order, I present to you...