We went shopping this weekend. And came home with a new endeavor----our own little backyard chicken farm. We're big egg eaters around here and both my Mom and I grew up in and around my Great Aunt's egg farm (I wrote about it here).
We found it difficult to find a feedstore with chicks in stock. It seems everyone is going into the chicken business around here----or so it seems. Chicks were sold out at all but one of the feedstores.
At the last feedstore we visited, we found quite an assortment. The woman working at the store rattled off their breeds, sexes, and ages... With two overly excited children underfoot, it was difficult to decide!
In the end, I think we took home four New Hampshires, four Leghorns, 2 Phoenix, 1 Silky, and 1 Sumatra. I think.
What we DO know is that they are very cute, they can play dead (!), they like to peck each other, and they poop a lot. At least that's what my kids tell me. It's an adventure...
