Our baby chicks are growing up. Once little fuzzballs, they are now looking like real hens… or roosters. Though we asked for pullets (females under a year old), it’s hard to tell boys from girls when they’re fresh out of the egg, so, more than occasionally a male slips through when people order females.
Here, Chick Chick Chick Chick!
It’s been a busy few weeks on the homestead. We’ve had the usual cleaning jobs, plus planting and maintaining the veggie garden, setting up and running our above-ground pool for the season, coaching soccer, preparing for summer (lots of events at school), and a new spring endeavor — chicken keeping. They call them “gateway livestock,” because…