Category Archives: Chickens

Rusty and Freckles always stay close to my hands and feet in the mornings when I poop pick the chicken shed. I have to be be very careful at all times where I put my feet. They speed me on … Continue reading →

The weather has been awful for weeks now. We seem to alternate between cold, frosty days and dull, wet days. It’s frustrating because the run remains damp as on frosty days the roof drips as it warms up and on … Continue reading →

On frosty mornings the girls are quick to find a shaft of sunlight to perch in, preferably on the high perches away from the frosty ground. I love seeing the whole flock perching together like this.

The little girls just love me to hand feed them some spinach leaves. Rusty especially likes this and if I hold out my hand she will come running. Usually once she starts on the spinach Freckles will run to join … Continue reading →

There are times when I swear I can read what my girls are saying or thinking. I know they don’t think it in the words that we do and that I must not humanise what they are thinking but even … Continue reading →

I am experiencing a bit of a lull with my blog at the moment so I thought I would share my new Christmas mug. It’s not only pretty but it’s, fine bone china, so lovely to drink from too. The … Continue reading →

I gave the girls some fish for their New Year’s Day treat. The girls enjoyed their fish treat. Happy New Year to all my readers and families and pets. I hope 2017 is a good one for one and all.

We have been having some seriously frosty days recently.  The water dish has been frozen in the mornings and I top it up with hot water and then remove the ice. I keep an eye on it during the day … Continue reading →

Freckles and Rusty love pecking at the pine shavings in the chicken shed. Every morning when I poop pick, they keep me company, pecking away together. Sometimes when I go in to the run they appear to be missing. I … Continue reading →

My husband said that he was determined not to buy me any chicken gifts this year but he saw something that he couldn’t resist. I often remark that when Peaches and Barley stand on the high perches and stretch their … Continue reading →