You know it wouldn’t be Twiglet Homestead without some chicken dramas. Who needs TV when I’ve got all the drama right here? Maybe I should just change the name of my blog and property to Chicken Hospital. Or Sicklet Homestead. Perhaps someone will offer me a TV show contract too. So, who are the main … More Chicken Hospital
So, just casually, we have a rooster. A ROOSTER. I was planning to get a rooster some day. I had even gone so far as to decide that it would be a barred Plymouth Rock or a black Orpington, raised from fertilised eggs I would buy. I would pick the best cockerel to keep, making sure … More Tales of a Rooster
The past week has been “Welcome to the inpatient ward.” And worse. The Little Fulla came down with a cold. He has only had one cold before this when he was quite young. The first two nights he kept me up more often than not and was very needy during the day time. I would … More I Have Terrible Timing With Chickens
We have had the barred Plymouth Rock pullets for four weeks now. Man, time flies! They were around 9-11 weeks old when we got them, making them around 13-15 weeks old now. They are beautiful things, with their speckled cloaks. Legolas is still adventurous and curious and Gimli is still a little shy. Although they’re … More What are those Chickens up to?
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