Tuesday, January 24, 2012

buff orpington chick in a plant


Monday, January 23, 2012

Sunday, January 22, 2012

chicks learning to fly

We had some warm sunny weather a couple of weeks ago, so we brought the chicks outside for a few minutes.


Here they are.  Chirping away,  flapping their wings and not getting too far.

Monday, January 16, 2012

a baby great-horned owlet

This past week, every night once it gets dark, we've been rewarded with hearing high-pitched screeches that last for hours.  We live across the street from a park, so we were pretty sure it was a bird or a bat hunting. But what kind of bird, and why now?

I hit the internets.  I found this helpful forum:

Then I listened to some lovely bird sounds on this website (from hawks to owls to kestrels to falcons):

I zeroed in on the great horned owl, mainly because I think owls are the coolest (ok, aside from chickens) and would be beyond-thrilled if there was an owl living nearby.  I haven't heard any hoo-hooing of an owl, but the screeching of a juvenile great horned owl at the end of the link above was sounding familiar.

I found this website and clicked on "owlet calling for food":

and that's it!

I read about great horned owls here, and found this cute pic:


I'm so very excited to have this little family across the street from me.  Apparently the little guy sits around and calls for food all night, until he is old enough to fly and hunt on his own.  He'll probably settle across the street for good.  Can't wait to drag the husband out there with binoculars to get a looksy.

Wednesday, January 4, 2012

SF Zoo Monkey still in the news


The "I found a monkey in Stern Grove, and he jumped right in my backpack!" story is now sounding unlikely.

I love it that this little guy is still making headlines.  Glad he is safe.

chicks foraging in the wild

We let the girls out in the yard for a quick few minutes.

They pecked at some grass and stuck close together.  Then, back inside under their heat lamp to get toasty again.

Our older chickens were in their coop while this all transpired.  They seemed intrigued....

Tuesday, January 3, 2012

Plymouth Barred Rock Chick

I'm Drumstick.

It's not easy to get a photo of me because I am a chick-on-the-go.

I'm the oldest chick of the bunch.  I have at least a week (maybe more?) out of the eggshell on the other gals.

Maybe I'm not the fuzzycutepuffballs that the other two are.  But just you wait till my real feathers come in.  I'll be a looker.

Lucky me, I can already fly!  And by flying I mean hopping really high and flapping my wings at a rate of 90 beats per minute.

If I'm lucky, I'll make it all the way up to the roost.  Then I can chill and look down on the other two chicks.  They can't get up there yet.

But don't startle me, or else I'll lose my balance and topple backwards into the pine shavings.

I'm curious and friendly, and the leader of the bunch.  Well, at least until we go to live in with those two enormous birds in the yard.


Monday, January 2, 2012

Ameraucana Chick

They call me Chicken Tikka Masala.

I'm the bad-ass of the bunch, which I am demonstrating here by perching on an orange hippo.

Where the hell did this hippo come from, anyway?

I have a ton of energy.  I like to zip around my home and hassle my chickmates.*

I look like a chipmunk.  But I have wings.  Chipmunks do not.

*(Note:  owners are a little worried this little chick could be a rooster??)

Sunday, January 1, 2012

Update---Monkey found and back at the zoo!

Whew, what a relief

I have to add that Stern Grove is *very* close to my house.  If only I had found him...

Buff Orpington Chick


I know.   I'm ridiculously cute.

And yes, I am just as fluffy and fuzzy as I look.

I'm only a few days old here.

I have itty-bitty wings that I try to flap, but they're not working as of yet.

I keep falling asleep while standing up.  It's hard to balance while asleep, so I usually topple over, onto one of the other chicks.

Time to go nap.  Later, bitches.