There comes a day in the life of every Silkie chick, when they get their pants.One day, out of nowhere, they appear to be wearing little feather short pants. So cute!
These chicks gave me a scare this morning. I couldn’t find them anywhere, couldn’t hear them either, and I found their mother in the big coop with the grownups, where she’d slept – no chicks! I was looking everywhere for bodies.
Then I found them alive and well, foraging behind a hay bale with the teenagers, quiet because they were busy, and content. I think they slept in the little coop with the teens, and mom decided to take the night off of chick care. Left ’em with their older siblings, babysitting.