After living in the chicken house all winter, a quick sale on baby chicks inspired us to get the layers out of the house and into their wagon. All on one Sunday afternoon.
At first I was manning the door, but then Lucy took over. Andy and his dad were catching and trimming nails and wings, and then Linus was carrying them out. These pictures are delightful because it shows that my kids are finally getting into the farming thing. Well, at least the big two.
If you can’t tell, Sally isn’t quite sure what to think.
John and Andy bringing out birds.
The baby chicks. This is our first time trying the ones from TSC. They were wanting to clear them out so we purchased 46 for a dollar each. The next day we only had 36. We quickly learned that our good barn/mouser cat had learned where he could get a quick meal. Andy stopped this by reinforcing the house and putting screens over the brooder. However, one little guy had to to spend the night in the house to heal from a wound.