Showing posts with label Blogger. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Blogger. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Blog constipated, and chicks.


Tried to write a blog post, and I couldn't get Blogger to let me have the page to write on.  So, I will send it as an email and see how that works.  (It didn't, switched to "legacy", we shall see how THAT goes...)

At this point I have 5 chicks.  Edgar has two, and we have three we are calling the Tanker Trio, because she left the nest and wouldn't accept them.  Tanker because we are using our horse trough to keep them, until they can go out with the rest.

One of the chicks had damage to its neck. I wasn't sure it would make it, but I put ointment on it for a few days, and we kept an eye on all of them.  They were all pretty worn out and in rough shape, but seem to have come out of it fairly well. 

This is a picture of the quick care center we made up for them, a cake pan with cedar in it, in a fish tank.  Heat light overhead.  It was... Unique, but it worked.  Hopefully, I will have pictures with them a bit bigger soon.


Thursday, May 26, 2011

The Case of the Poultry Paparazzi...

Well, I haven't been able to comment on anyone else's blog, I am wondering if people are having problems with commenting on mine, as well.  I honestly have tried, several times, on several blogs, and it has me sign in, then it says I am writing anonymously, and then has me sign in again.  Over, and over, and OVER again...  So, I will keep trying.  *sigh*  I miss being a blabber mouth!

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But, on to the main event.  I told you I would try and get some pics of the chicks.  Success!  Taurus was a very unhappy Mama while I was doing this, I think the flash was spooking her.  The babies just looked around, they didn't seem like they were quite as bothered by the light.  But I never could get all six.  There ARE six.  I counted, Husband counted, there are six.  So, we shall see in the future how many are what sex, but right now, we have healthy baby birds.  And one majorly protective Mom.

Sorry about the chain link, keeps the other chickens out...




They look like reddish cotton balls with feet,
and move like they are on wheels!

So, as time goes on, I will regale you with more chickeny stuff, but that's what I could get that was in focus, and didn't have Taurus trying to attack the camera (!)...