Clucking in the Coop

Lots of stuff going on and not enough hours in the day.  So here’s what the girls have been clucking about?

Winona says this stuff is important.

Winona says this stuff is important.

Global Climate Change discussed in a 2×2 diagram.

One possible reason women fare worse in negotiations.

This is exactly why I couldn’t go back to school! Yes, still bummed about UNH.)

And if you wanted to worry about climate change a little bit more…

A real American hero.

Market Basket... I hope the workers succeed but I am terribly afraid the CEOs will destroy MB. It almost feels like the CEOs and executive staff are acting out of spite.

And no link. for this one.. just a general comment about the horror the Police Department has created in Ferguson, MO. How dare they kill an unarmed kid. How dare they play their military games bullshit on the the citizens. And why aren’t they being stopped? My heart and thoughts go out to the victim, Michael Brown, and his family. I sincerely hope they receive justice.

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Clucking in the Coop

I’ve found that I have a pretty progressive flock of dinosaur descendants. So I thought I’d share (and my goal is weekly — we’ll see how that goes) their clucks on various things going on in the world. Lots of links below!

They keep clucking about the movement towards a guaranteed income. Certainly worth exploring. I first read of the concept in a science fiction book called “Ecotopia.” I will admit, the society described in that book is almost nirvana for me. And that society had a guaranteed income. At the time, I thought it was an interesting idea, but unworkable. But hey, science fiction amiright? But I’m seeing this concept come up more and more in the progressive blogosphere. I may have to revise my opinion.

The ebola outbreak in Africa is getting worse. Here’s hoping it gets the attention it deserves.

The girls love Neil deGrasse Tyson — mad props for making science fun, interesting, and understandable to non-science types. That’s why it pains us to disagree with his assessment on GMOs. Granted, none of us are a scientist, but some of the things put in GMO food is unnerving. And the girls think it simply hasn’t been tested enough. With that said, I cautiously accept the scientific community consensus that GMOs are not harmful (the chickens are a different matter, though!). However… in the interest of full bodily autonomy, I have the right to know what is being put in my body. Which means labeling. I may have an irrational fear of GMOs (much like my irrational fear of spiders), but I should have the knowledge and choice of what I’m putting in my body. I fully support labeling and NOT of breeding that created certain varieties but of lab created varieties.

No explanation necessary.

The water should be safe now, but it’s shocking that we still don’t have phosphates under control.

Enjoy and add to the coop clucking!

Changes They Are A’Comin’

The hot and muggy weather has broken, but I feel it inching back. After the brutal winter, I’m kinda okay with that. I like being

New Nest Boxes

New Nest Boxes

warm. And it allowed me to get the chicks off the heat lamp so much earlier this year than I have been able to in the past. The new box design helped with that — the plastic on the bottom of the front helped reduce drafts and keep in body heat. The design is great as they have plastic bottom for easy cleaning, mesh for air flow and a hole in the top where the heat lamp would normally go. One side swings open and has chest clasp for easy security. Once the chicks are all dispersed, Guapo will be getting an upgrade for his nighttime digs.

I’ve identified the Americuana and Black Star that I’m keeping: Chicken Hawk and Blackie. Chicken Hawk is very aggressive, especially for a hen. Since she won’t be bred, I can live with it (I would not want to pass that aggressive on to future chicken generations). It is surprising to see her assert her “alphaness” over the rest of the chicks — she is very confrontational. I’m interested to see how that behavior plays out when she is integrated with the flock.

I shall call her "Chicken Hawk."

I shall call her “Chicken Hawk.”

The Blue Lace Red Wyandottes will be sorted last. I’m seeing some rooster characteristics emerge but want to be sure before I sell or process. And with the remaining chicks, I want to keep at least one that is close to Wyandotte standards. There is one BLRW, that, if proves to be female, I’m keeping, regardless of how far away she is from the standards. I call her Fluffbutt. Why? She has a beautifully rounded fluffy butt, rather than regular tail feathers. I’m hoping this will stay true as she matures. I think it is a lovely look and want to reproduce it. We’ll see what happens. They are about 9 weeks now and transitioning from crumbles to big girl food. I was bringing them outside on good weather days — that was a pain. Fortunately, they’ve moved outside permanently, to a segregated area in the pen. The fresh air and exercise is good for them, as is the access to bugs and greens.


Penny, Marcia and Kelly (guinea hens) finally decided the eggs won’t hatch after all and gave up. Yeah! Now they can go back to bug hunting. The Japanese Beetles are out in force. We did some “retraining,” i.e., picking the beetles and giving them to the guineas, and that seemed to help. Once the trio were out of the nest and roaming the yard, I quickly gathered up the rancid eggs and threw them out. How do I know they were rancid? Snoop would sneak behind the girls and get an egg and eat it. And boy did it smell! He did this several times as they started to leave the next more and more.

The summer digs.

The summer digs.

But now, one of the hens is broody – Little Red. She may actually hatch some eggs since she was on Guapo’s list. Of course, she’s exhibiting “all these eggz r mine” behavior and I can’t collect any. (I only have one nesting box that all the girls shared.) She doesn’t hiss like the guinea did, but she does peck. Good thing I wear gloves. Typical interaction:

LR: Peck

BHH: I’m just getting eggs.

LR: Peck

BHH: But you’re not even sitting on these.

LR: Peck

BHH: And you’re breaking some; I see yolk all over your chest.

LR: Peck

BHH: What – ever.

Now, it’s just a waiting game with her. She’ll either give up and abandon the eggs in a few weeks, or will actually hatch some. At which time I will need to provide her a secure location away from the flock. I’m not sure how they would interact with the babies, even though these babies were hatched with the flock. My fear is they would be attacked and killed. I simply don’t know and don’t want to take the chance.

On a side note, read my new page about wanting to go back to school. It’s not happening and the story of why may interest you.

Winona meandering around the empty guinea nest.

Winona meandering around the empty guinea nest.

And I’m going to try to be a little more frequent with posts — it’s a little tough working full-time, but hey, I won’t be going to school so my calendar will be opening up.

I’ll leave you with a photo of the beautiful Little Red, trying to become a mama. And don’t forget to show some love — girls gotta eat!

 

 

 

 

 

All your eggz r mine.

All your eggz r mine.

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