Do you remember on Tuesday when I told you I didn’t ever really like to put myself out there and go too far outside my comfort zone for fear of upsetting others? For this reason, I have never shared (in this very public space) a simple fact about our family’s suburban homestead: We have a flock of backyard chickens. Oh, and we have had them for over two years now 🙂
When we first brought them home as chicks, I didn’t feel comfortable talking about it here on the blog for fear that we may not end up being able to care for them as they needed. I didn’t want to appear weak for having to give up on something that had only just begun. Then as months passed, and the chicks became laying hens (Well, one ended up being a rooster and thus was scooted quickly out to a farmer we know.), I still didn’t share any stories about the chickens because it just seemed like too much time had gone by, and it would be strange to introduce the concept so late.
But in keeping with my promise to myself, to remain transparent and open, let me tell you a little bit about our backyard coop convent.
These ladies have taught our family more than we ever could have envisioned when we picked them up from the feed store so long ago.
Did you know that chicks sometimes need a little booty soak and wipe when they are first born in order to prevent their vents from becoming clogged? I sure didn’t! But there I found myself, sitting on my basement floor with a warm cup of water, a three-day-old chick cradled in my hands, giving her the best spa treatment imaginable.
Did you know chickens each have unique personalities? We had no idea this was true until our gal Limey (She was named by my then-four-year-old.) came along. She had the most loving demeanor and just loved to be in on all the people-action. In fact, she would often fly out of the run, walk up to our back door, and scratch her claws against the screen door in order to get us to go outside and play with her.
Did you know laying hens are more than just egg producers, but members of the family? We definitely had no idea of the emotion impact we would face this past winter when our Limey would again fly out of the run without our knowing and was lost to a predator at night fall.
These feathery ladies have given us so much more than an egg a day. They have taught us valuable life lessons of love and loss that I believe have helped to shape our family.
Here is a little photo tour throughout our two years with the ladies…