Some of you know, I’ve started raising chickens. I work at a big ol’ farm store, so it was just a matter of time. We get in chicks in the spring, and have a variety for a few months. Last year, I was in an apartment, so I had no chance…but not this year.
So I thought, just 2. I don’t need more than that. So I thought an Ameraucana and let the kid pick one out. She picked a Sicilian Buttercup. But then I found out that Jen was ordering Turkens… so I thought I’d get a Turken intead of an Ameraucana. But then I thought about colored eggs…so I got Ameraucanas anyway. Then we got in a batch of Bantams, and Jen pulled out two that looked like Silkies, with the 5 toes and black skin. So…yeah, I took them home. That makes 6. I was happy with that, then I found out that she was getting in Marans. They lay chocolate brown eggs. So Jen is going to trade me an Ameraucana for a Maran. Unless I can’t get rid of an Ameraucana, they are all friends now. Then yesterday we got in another batch of chicks, and inside the box with the California’s was this weird little thing.
So I’ve got him separated at work, it’s too small to put in with our current chicks, but it’ll be home with me soon I’m sure.
What the hell was I thinking.