My Son, the Chicken Farmer

Apparently, my son has decided to be a chicken farmer (if you call four chickens a farm.)  It was against our better judgment.  If you saw his room you would understand why.  Anyway, so far he has shown responsibility for them.  He built a coop from recycled materials that were given to him.  It’s actually pretty sturdy and will look better once it’s painted.

 

Here are his chickens:

Butch!

Butch is a Dark Brahma Bantam and was very hard to photograph.

 

Cassidy!

Cassidy is an Australorp

 

Sundance!

Sundance is a Red Frizzle Bantam.  I call her an angel.

 

Wait for it…

 

 

Wait for it…

 

 

Tubby!

Ha, Gotcha.  You thought I was going to say Kid didn’t you?

Tubby is a Cornish.

 

This is what they looked like when he first got them.  They were one week old.

 

It’s a warm one today.  Think I might have one of these. (Or maybe three.)

 

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