Sure enough, more crowing

We knew it was coming. It was only a matter of time, but since there are now eight little chickens in the coop, isolating the rascals, I mean, roosters, is tough. I heard two different weak crowing attempts, as they’re just stretching their wings, so to speak. But also literally. I saw feathers unfurled on two birds right after the crowing. Next problem: we have three brown and three white, so unless I’m an ornithologist armed with tags, how will I know which birds these were when I’m ready to get rid of them?

But first, I need to back up.

We took the last of the big roosters back to the Chicken Lady. Since it was full-grown, I was hoping for two small birds in exchange, but she only gave us one.

Who you looking at?

Yeah, I’m talking to you!

Anyhow, turns out later ALL the newer younger chickens we got from Chicken Lady’s dad started crowing. We took them all back and replaced five for five. Chicken Lady insists they’re all hens this time. And my gosh, they’d better be because we are done making that trip.

Some of our newbies. I sent this picture to her, pointing out the difference in combs between these two brown ones, which are supposedly from the same… what? hatch, maybe? She says they’re both hens. Hmmm…

But while we were there, we discovered that she still had our old fetching fellow, Umber. In fact, she told us she likes that name and calls him Umber too. She even grabbed him for us so we could greet him again properly. I hope he’s happy back in his original home and doesn’t resent us for giving him up.

Look at him strut his stuff. He’s still got it!

Of the original seven we got on May 4, only two remain. They started laying about a month ago. Hooray! They’re still cute little eggs.

See? Smaller than average, but also tastier than store-bought.

Before long, the newbies should also be laying. Then we’ll finally have eggs coming out of our ears. 🙂

And now for some bonus shots from the Chicken Lady’s place:

Look at this monster of a rooster! Umber was not put in the same area as this guy. Chicken Lady said he would not do well. She put him with the younger birds instead. I’m sure those chics were thrilled.

I thought this one was rather photogenic, and menacing, too.

Now she has a turkey! I’ll bet those are baby turkeys around her. Poults, they’re called. I looked it up for you. You’re welcome. If I were to go back there the day after Thanksgiving, my guess is the turkey would be gone.

But here was the best part:

They also have a CAT! Hello, Kitty Kitty! Meow, meow! Sorry about the random hand in the foreground. Not even sure whose it is.

I hope you all, and your animal friends, are well. What’s your favorite animal? What’s your spirit animal? I’ll tell you mine, if you tell me yours! ;P