Chickens. Word!

yo!

so as y'all know, our peepers are in the chicken shack and are not really peepers anymore- they're chickens! And her's a note to all future vistors- if there is a chicken next to the door, and you open the door, it will try to get out. Not that the chicken in question did, but just a little heads up.Most of the gals get the ladder now, there are only two that do not.

sorry i haven't bloggrd in a while though. 

Luv,

SpEk

Training Wheels Come Off

Chelsea joining the no-training-wheels club.... I missed getting a shot of her diving head first into the forsythia. Smiles all around for our new bike-rider.

Faux erudition

Chickens frolicking in their new digs....

Spencer the Chicken-sitter

Spencer employing both of her talents: observing chickens and reading....

Chelsea the Chicken Rustler

Chelsea seems to have a talent for rounding up chickens....

Chicken Moving Day

OK. So the chicks are outside in their new home. They really seem to enjoy it, and were not completely freaked out by Baron, who we are babysitting for the next week. Pics below:

And the Coop...

OK, new chicken pics

Here's the update. The Chickens are getting ready to move outside. Leah has shut off the interior heat lamp and now I am finishing up the coop. Should be soon. Pics below (note the chicken "toy"):