I went to the feed store on Sunday to get a salt block for the "ponies"
One of the guys there asked if he could help-like-"do you need any chics?"
Me: "Not Really, I have decided 2 hens are enough for city life."
He: "Well we need to get rid of some-are you sure you don't want a couple?"
Me: "Do you have any Americana's? No? Buff Orpingtons?"
He: "Buffs, can I throw some in a bag for you?"
Me: "A BAG? I have never taken Chics home in a BAG!"
He: "We are out of boxes!"
ARE YOU KIDDING ME? I have TWO mothers NOW?
(Muff and Quill are lecturing Poppy on Chicken Run behaviors.)
Muff-my Salmon Favorelle had been setting on "eggs" (I kept taking the eggs since they are not fertilized) When I brought the two new chicks home I put them under her and within a second- she BLITZED out a PECK PECK PECK at ME-fluffed herself to the fullest and CLAIMED those chicks.