Broody mumma hen Helen Cluck and her chicks needed to be moved out of the Big Cage and into the pen with everyone else. The Little Fulla’s chicks, Sprinkles and Winkles, needed to be moved out of the brooder box and into the Big Cage. They had outstayed their welcome in the house. Also, the … More In Which The Chickens Get a Little Dramatic
It’s been a funny old week. The virus reared its ugly head again after a long spell of having things pretty good here in New Zealand, compared to other countries. We faced a potential lockdown decision again. At least this time we had the advantage of hindsight. Can you guess where I could be found … More Who Needs TV When You Can Laugh at Your Own Awkwardness?
One day I found Darrington, head rooster, limping and looking wobbly. Of course, I could not catch flighty Darrington, despite his ailment. I tried on a few occasions and called it quits until he went into the coop at night, as I didn’t want to make his condition worse by making him run around like … More What’s Wrong With Darrington? Not Mentally Speaking…
Rory’s hatching adventure was a bit of a rollercoaster. She started with 10 eggs, from herself, Annie and Betty. An Annie egg cracked early on thanks to a thin shell. Rory wasn’t very good at eating or looking after herself during her sit. On lockdown day I discovered a broken egg, one of Rory’s, that … More A Rory New Year