Roosters continued

In the last post we ended up talking about roosters. This one is not much trouble. 

This is the closest that we have to a rooster in the garden

More Cuteness

This type of feeder is a great idea. When the hens stand on the lever it lifts the top, allowing the hens to eat but not feeding all the wild birds too. It also cuts down on waste as they can't kick through it looking for their favourite seeds.

More happy chooks living an idyllic life in New Zealand

Chooky Talk

Every day I walk up to the coop and feel relieved when I see four little feathered heads. Even though they've been safe with us, I still think about foxes, and keep an eye on the coop to make sure it's still in good condition and still fox proof.

                                                                 Well, it can't hurt!

Because the chickens sleep on their bedroom floor, I clean it out every morning because I want them to have clean conditions. It only takes a minute, then I scatter their seeds around. I tried them with sunflower seeds as the books say they are supposed to love it, but nobody told my chickens. They won't eat them.

I've found that they all like or dislike the same things. Once somebody discovers something nice they'll all decide that it's nice, or they'll all turn up their chooky beaks at it.

Simply cute

Don't you just love those cute animal photos that arrive in your inbox? My sister recently spent some time in New Zealand and took some gorgeous pics that I thought I'd share. They're not all chooky related, but they are all cute. There can never be too much cuteness in the world.

                                                                     
                                                                          roadblock

moving roadblock

a little helper

hmm, how did we get in?

                                                                        serenity

Smiles all round

How to make a chook happy ...

Feeling a little silly

We checked for Miss Milligan's egg mid morning but she hadn't laid one so we were thinking it was her day off, but when I peeked in the laying box later in the day, there it was, another perfect little egg.

That evening I began to feel a little silly that I was so excited about Miss Milligan's eggs. After all, she is a chicken and chickens do lay eggs, so really, all the fuss was about ... what?

Had I really emailed people about the egg? Had I really whooped in joy? Oops, yes, I had.
But then that night I was talking to a chook-loving friend, and she talked about 'grandmotherly feelings' toward your first egg.

So I figured, either I'm more normal than I think, or there are at least two loopy chicken lovers on the loose.

A blurry Miss Milligan on the move. Maybe to lay another egg!

Now she's got it

I looked around the chooks' garden this morning for an egg, but couldn't find one so I checked the laying box (just in case) and there it was, Miss Milligan's third egg! Now she's got the hang of it. She's a very clever chooky.

This egg collecting business will become part of my very happy, enjoyable routine.

                                                                    Triplets :)