Friday, September 14, 2012

Good from bad




Good things come from bad sometimes. The boys always try to sleep over in the hen house, but because of Squirty we had a nightly ritual of putting them in the chicken tractor. Every morning was wild they were frantic little guys trying to get at the girls all at once, it was really quite annoying. Last night in the mood I was in, I just didn't care if they slept over with the girls. My spoiled rotten baby was gone and everyone else didn't seem to mind. So the sleepover happened. And this morning when I let them out the usual rowdy chaos of girl chasing just wasn't there. It was very peaceful and kinda nice for a change. I can't quit looking outside to make sure everyone is safe. I hope today passes with no more losses. Our woods that were once beautiful now seem evil to me. I look out there and wonder what is lurking and watching my birds.

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  1. Chickens are supposed to be similar to dinosaurs which may explain why they became extinct. Mine are really testing me now as they are getting out of their fence into the garden and laying few eggs. I am looking for excuses to keep them since the price of feed has doubled since we got them a couple years ago.
    Hope you can keep your flock safe since they seem to be young and have potential to be good chickens.

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    1. Thanks, I hope I can keep them safe too ☺

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  2. I know right now your heart is broken. But believe me when I say God never lets one door close without opening another. The trick is to keep an eye out for the opening door. He has a way of sliding little blessing and gift in to help sooth a broken heart.I say this from a lifetime of experience. Try not to look at your woods and see evil, look and try to find something out there to make you smile. I understand Miss Squirty left you some eggs to hatch. I'll bet she left something special for you just wait and see.

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    1. Thank you for the sweet words and encouragement it's making me cry again. I feel like a crazy person bawling over a chicken, but I miss her. I was with her all day everyday for a year and she was such a little brat that everyday revolved around her. I do hope her babies hatch, she had laid an egg right before she was taken, and I had saved some of her eggs for her to sit on because she was always broody, so I put four more of her eggs in the incubator last night so there is 10 little hopes in there

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  3. I can't imagine losing Miss Harriet, My Silkie hen. I know that is something we really can't control but it is heartbreaking. I cried over the tiny roo my own dog killed and I wasn't particularly attached to him. It's a hard life and I know it sounds patronizing right now.... buuut, You have to take the bad with the good. Right now the good seems like you had very happy men this am having spent a night in the... ahem... hen house. (John Wayne's North to Alaska joke sorry) :)

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