tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321084510373631678.post9214253413423050846..comments2024-03-29T00:53:18.760-05:00Comments on PRACTICAL PARSIMONY: Little Chicks to Big PenLindahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14991571309786149363noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321084510373631678.post-20215256815567833942014-07-08T10:35:11.414-05:002014-07-08T10:35:11.414-05:00Wendy,
That is a good idea. The big ones were sooo...Wendy,<br />That is a good idea. The big ones were soooo hostile that I don't think the little ones would have ever made it to escape. Chickens are serious and hostile. Yes, when those feathers start to come in, it seems like they grow in really thick overnight.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14991571309786149363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321084510373631678.post-38859739847875376882014-07-08T10:05:48.520-05:002014-07-08T10:05:48.520-05:00I have a corner of the coop fenced off with larger...I have a corner of the coop fenced off with larger holed wire, so when the little ones join the big ones they have a space where they can escape. <br /><br />Their feathers have come in nicely. Still cute!Wendyhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11557512606416161272noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321084510373631678.post-18129384574914677152014-07-07T21:49:48.362-05:002014-07-07T21:49:48.362-05:00When I put the first ten out into a little makeshi...When I put the first ten out into a little makeshift, unsafe pen, I put a Rubbermaid bin in with them. It had a hole cut in the side so they could find refuge. The first one to stick her head inside, rushed away. They all looked at the door hole like it was a demon that was going to get them. I went out in the middle of the night and they were huddled on the ground. <br /><br />When it rained, they all ran inside and slept there. They were much younger than these, but with ten, you get desperate to get them their own space, a bigger space! <br /><br />These babies would run the streets if I allowed it...lol. They have minds of their own, but they are still ruled by food. I use that...lol.Lindahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14991571309786149363noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3321084510373631678.post-1560334124358836792014-07-07T20:26:39.809-05:002014-07-07T20:26:39.809-05:00Love them - and am tickled by the fact that, like ...Love them - and am tickled by the fact that, like cats (or I understand children) they know better than you what they want, and what is good for them. And are sometimes right.Elephant's Childhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06650565833097914052noreply@blogger.com