Yesterday was baby chicken day, a day we’d been waiting for since the note appeared on the bulletin board at the roller mill giving the date — April 4 — when this year’s spring chickens would arrive from the hatchery.
We had talked a great deal about how to encourage one of the hens to adopt the two chicks. But no one was interested. Patience and Chastity were curious but aloof, and Ruth even got hostile at one point and pecked at one of the chicks. Nobody got hurt, but nobody got adopted. We’ve fallen back on Plan B — raising the chicks indoors in a box with a heat lamp until they’re big enough to take care of themselves.
Chastity is not sure she approves.
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How cool is that. I hope they grow up to be perfect loving ladies.
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