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New hen boxes

The hens with chicks got an apartment reno.  It was time to retire those battered old boxes.  So I set up a new condo system, each with a little bed of hay.  But will they use them?All the other chickens came and inspected of course. Well, I left the most popular box, double occupancy in a pinch.Oh!  A promising amount of attention.Look Mom, we found a new place!They approved.  2/3 were occupied, and it was much nicer to transport these boxes with closed lids.

Chocolate and the white chocolates started out in a new box, but ended up in the old box.One of Foxy’s chicks (the biggest set) is cute, with the little neck beard,and dark brown cape.  I’m pretty sure he’s a little rooster, with those big thick legs. He looks like a small turkey.

The first ray of sun

The first ray of sun through the chicken door intrigues the chickens.  Do we want to go out?  Is it cold?  Is it muddy?  Is it windy? Well, it’s sunny.

In New Silkie land, there are telltale signs of the dirt bath seeing use – dirt sprayed around.  This is promising.  They are becoming real chickens.  A few hens use the space beneath the coop (as I knew they would), for sanctuary, and are reprogramming in peace.  Chicken meditation.

Sitting chicken is still with us and coming out of the coop at least part of the day.

These guys know what to do with a dirt bath:Look how clean they are.

Yeah we do.

 

At night now (it’s so cute), I take their fence down, and all the “old” Silkies trot out in a line and file up the coop ramp.  Even the covered wagon empties out.  While I go close the other three coops, all of them make their way to bed by themselves.  The Colonel has them all trained.  It’s adorable.