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After a last-minute security measure was added to the top of the chicken yard (to make sure no hawks could swoop down and pluck up my babies!), I finally felt comfortable enough to…..

…..open this door!

At first, they weren’t so sure they were ready for this door to be open. They had to stand around in the doorway and look.

And look.

And talk about it.

Then out they came….

….and came…..

….and came. Look at my big, beautiful six-week-old chickens now!

They are a long way from full-grown and laying eggs, but they are also a long way from those eggs I turned for three weeks in my incubator. (That’s Lucky, our miracle baby, on the far right–the white and black hen.)

This gorgeous chicken was once the tiny baby I helped out of its shell.

They are all so different, and so amazingly beautiful. I love having such a wide mix of colors. I think this pretty one is another rooster.

This is the macho rooster who is learning to crow. He sounds like a hoarse cow. I’d tell him that, but he might get mad. He looks a little temperamental. And speaking of temperamental…..

That crazy Spartacus-the-psycho-chick! I knew the littlest banty, the hen, was too little, so after I let them all out, I scooped her up and put her back. I was hoping Spartacus, my banty rooster, was big enough, but oh no, he slipped through the fence and the chase was on. I put my camera down and had a panic attack while Princess saved the day and captured him in the woods.

He and his banty hen were none too pleased to find themselves back in the chicken house while the rest of the family was outside cavorting.

“Prepare to die.”
"It was a cold wintry day when I brought my children to live in rural West Virginia. The farmhouse was one hundred years old, there was already snow on the ground, and the heat was sparse-—as was the insulation. The floors weren’t even, either. My then-twelve-year-old son walked in the door and said, “You’ve brought us to this slanted little house to die." Keep reading our story....
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http://lifeislikechampagne.blogspot.com/
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They are in chicken “heaven” now, with their very own courtyard.
-Kim
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Good luck with them ! It looks like they are well protected from predators. I love to see them grow.
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Could be my imagination! Whaddaya think?
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Wow!
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They are so beautiful! Thanks for sharing.
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Shame on you Spartacus for escaping! You should be a leader and show all the others how it’s done right!
Chickens are so much fun to watch. Thanks for shaing their first day out. I love the apprehensive movements they make when something is new.
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LOL on Spartacus.
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You gave me quite a start, or I should say I gave myself quite a start by mis-reading a sentence. “to make sure no hawks could swoop down and pluck up my babies” I missed the word “no”.
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huggs,
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Years of therapy, years of therapy…
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