Oh my goodness, look at this little guy. He's a baby parrot abandoned by his mama.
He's so ugly he's cute! If I had room in my coop, I would definitely adopt him.
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Oh my goodness, look at this little guy. He's a baby parrot abandoned by his mama.
Chicken Tikka Masala (CTM) is our Ameraucana chick. I had read that her breed can be odd, and she does indeed have an odd personality.
We call her Asperger Chicken because she does not seem to know how to be a chicken. While our other two birds hang out together, CTM is always off in the corner, doing nothing. We will often find her standing and staring at the wall blankly. When we first started taking the chicks outside, the other two would run around and peck, while CTM would stand still, frozen, unsure of what to do.
Of course this oddity only endears her to me even more. She does not like to be picked up, but once she settles onto our hands, she will sit down, very content. She loves to be petted, and seems to prefer hanging out with humans than with her own flock.
Well, here we have caught on film CTM learning how to dig and scratch for the first time. Mind you, the other chicks had been exhibiting this behavior for weeks. CTM was slow to catch on. And note that she is trying to dig on a piece of wood. You have to give her credit for her persistence. That's Omelet with her (the potential rooster) fluffing her feathers.
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We have been so busy tending to our flock, I haven't had any time to blog about an update.
Here's what's up.
As expected, Chloe and Mirabelle, our year-old laying hens, have not welcomed their wings to the newbie chicks. We slowly introduced them while the hens were cooped up and could only observe them, and then let them all run around the yard together. The hens were either not at all interested, or would try to lunge at or peck at our little ones.
At one point, I turned my back for a full 5 minutes, and when I looked again poor little Drumstick had lost a bunch of tail feathers. I think she was just curious and had walked right up to Chloe, who let her know who was boss.
Not cool. We did lots of research on how to integrate our flock. This is where it starts to get ridiculous. We have to let the big girls know that we were the boss, and to back off from our chicks.
I found this link really helpful:
http://jackshenhouse.com/VSChickIntroducingNewBirdsToFlock.htm
We now have our 3 chicks outside in the coop during the day, but gated off from the hens who are also inside the coop. So everyone can see one another, but there is no contact. At first, the hens were really agitated and would try to bully them. Now that a few days have passed, the novelty has worn off, and everyone is calmly eyeing one another. At one point, Omelet and Mirabelle were even taking dust baths together, separated by the fencing of course.
We take the chicks inside for the night, and carry them out again every morning. They are still too little to stay out for the night, and they are not ready to all be cooped up overnight together. Yes, this is turning into a part-time job...no complaints though:) I have to admit, tending to the flock is constantly entertaining.