Chicky Chicks – CUTENESS OVERLOAD

First off, I had way too much for just one post. This one here is a two parter. Our regular Fashion Shoot Tuesday has been replaced with a l’il feature I like to call CUTENESS OVERLOAD, also known as the land in which I currently live.

I am happy to report that 72 hours later we have 29 meat birds, 9 layers, 3 duckings and are headed back to the chick barn after work today to get a few more meat birds and a couple more layers.

I AM IN CUTENESS BLISS. And using cedar shavings takes away about 99% of the ammonia smell from said birdies. This is essential when we’re talking the size of our home vs. the 8 ft. cardboard brooder box that currently lives on our kitchen/dining table.

On Friday, we went to the chick barn.

968827_792690899562_570713926_n182986_792690914532_699725533_nDo not be deceived by the ultra-cute graphics. Walking into this space is similar to the experience of putting an ammonia scented blanket over your head. However, after a few minutes you get used to it. And the cuteness. Oh, the cuteness.

original_1368905359886We were told upon arrival that our 10 Ameraucanas had died en route to Fairbanks. Actually, all the Ameraucanas had died en route (the guy thought they had gotten too hot) so we were allowed to pick out 10 different layers. We ended up going with 5 Chanteclair and 5 Sussex.

View from outside the chick box.

View from outside the chick box.

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548272_792691089182_1347277543_nThe cuteness overload was at a peak. We raced home and, to the peeping of our 40 little additions to house and home, we quickly assembled the cardboard shack/brooder house. The kitchen was chaos due to a highly stacked table of dishes (which is where the chicks were supposed to be housed) and the box was bulky and the chicks were chilled (needing to be kept at 90 degrees for that first week) and everyone was a little harried. But we got it done.

We had scavenged a large cardboard box from the Transfer Site and, despite the fact that our Kitchen is in a consistent state of move-five-things-to-put-away-one-thing, everything has fit pretty well.

Maple cuts it up.

Maple cuts it up and secures with duct tape.

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Filling the box with cedar shavings.

Filling the box with cedar shavings.

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The gear.

The gear.

I prepped the feeders.

I prepped the feeders.

Maple got the water ready.

Maple got the water ready.

Full o' nutrients!

Full o’ nutrients!

The chicks go in!

The chicks go in!

This is a face of chick love.

This is a face of chick love.

They're in!

They’re in!

Heat lamps are in! (And really mess up an iPhone camera...)

Heat lamps are in! (And really mess up an iPhone camera…)

Who put outlets in the ceiling? Maple did! (And we are thankful often that he did...)

Who put outlets in the ceiling? Maple did! (And we are thankful often that he did…)

Feed bag.

Feed bag.

Hipster Chicken Photos begin with this photo.

Hipster Chicken Photos begin with this photo.

Once we were sure that the chicks were warm, fed and had water the photos began.

I am so happy with the chicks.

I am so happy with the chicks.

And then Sabine met a chick.

Chicky-chick love.

Chicky-chick love.

I say, "Sabine, meet a chick." All she hears is, "Sabine, meet snack."

I say, “Sabine, meet a chick.” All she hears is, “Sabine, meet snack.”

"Mom, can I eat it?"

“Mom, can I eat it?”

Pretty please?

Pretty please?

She tries to be coy but...

She tries to be coy but…

Photos reveal that she is simply biding her time...

Photos reveal that she is simply biding her time…

That’s all for Monday folks! Stay tuned for tomorrow’s post called, “CUTENESS OVERLOAD II – We’ve added ducks.”

Cheers and Love,

Maple and Me

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5 thoughts on “Chicky Chicks – CUTENESS OVERLOAD

  1. Hmmm… gotta check if chickens are legal in West Hartford. Sailboats in your driveway are not – so Im not hopeful about chickens. But you never know. Some town mayor, sometime in the past, may have wanted some and made them legal.

  2. I looove our chicks…who are now grown hens…be wary, you get very attached. One grand adventure, I had to fend off a wiley fox from eating my free ranging hens…no fun. Have a wonderful time with them, and compost compost compost those droppings!! Finn and I get into town on Wednesday, I hope we can meet up!

    • Oooh! I would LOVE to see you! Do you have my number? I’ll message it to you!

      Watching the meat birds stomp and peck a dying runty layer chick was a good lesson in non-attachment. 🙂

      xo!

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