We let them out into their yard as a trial run–and then didn’t have the heart to put them back in that silly little tub.
So, I’m afraid this is home now–come rain or shine.
Pretty sure they love it.
So we scrimped and we saved and we gathered every penny from the couch cushions and FINALLY were able to march right on down to the IFA and buy the chicken yard of my dreams. It’s enormous. Rhen had it put up in no time.
But the very next day…
this crazy stuff started pouring down. As badly as I want my little chicken girlies to be free and roam about in their new yard–I’d like them not to drown in it. *sigh*
So, we’ll have to wait a bit for dryer weather to try it out.
Pray for my anxious, crowded birdies–and for some sunshine. Will you?
Well, it’s time. These little girlies are getting so big that their tub-housing just isn’t going to cut it anymore.
We’re working on getting their coop set up outside as quickly as possible. If the weather would just cooperate and warm up we could put them in a run outside–once we have one.
I’m afraid if we don’t hurry…
they’ll go house hunting, on their own!
Oh, these birdies of mine!
They’ve been cooped up in the silly little box, in the house…
for such a long time, that we decided to take them outside for their very first taste of fresh grass…
and a bit of sunshine.
Oh, myyyy how they loved it. Chirping and jumping and flapping their wings at last!
We’ve got to get creative really fast here. I’ve a feeling they won’t go back in their box too quietly. Â Fresh air and sunshine…
can’t say as I blame them.
Next stop…chicken coop.
Look how big these pretty girls are getting! Wing feathers on Goldie…
and pretty back feathers on Ruby.
Chickoletta’s beak is growing longer too.
Little Masha’s is still small and pokey. She is turning out to be the baby of the crowd–just staying a bit smaller than the rest–but ohhh so sweet.
And weird old Jiffy–still doesn’t seem to care.
I’ve been telling her they are baby bull dogs and she just has no interest in them.
She hasn’t caught on yet.