If you want to have some excitement on a Wednesday morning, try ordering 53 baby chicks and have them delivered via USPS at 7am, and have your 9 year old dash out in the rain to pick them up with his little red wagon before leaving for school. Yes, never a dull moment in the House.
Here’s how they arrived. We got 50 ladies and 3 gentlemen. Thanks Hoover’s Hatchery!
Did you know that they overnight chicks?! So cool. I’ve obviously never been the recipient of live animals via the postal service. But it’s pretty neat.
Let me back up. We are not keeping 53 chicks. These are to replenish our ‘family flock’ that we all glean eggs from at a family member’s farm. They’ll go there in awhile. But for now the kids are enthralled with them, so several may leave with names and ‘name tags’, as Lucy calls it. Lucy has already named a black one ‘Vanessa’. Which black one, you ask? Good question. She doesn’t know either.
Amelia is ‘Chicken Helper #1’ as I call her. She goes out at least every hour, checks their water and food and gives us an update. She said goodnight to them tonight before she went to bed and was quite concerned that they may be afraid of loud thunder or the van. She won’t stop talking about the baby chicks. She is improving her handling skills and thinks they are the cutest things ever, and is amazed at how soft they are. She pours over books and pamphlets we got on raising chickens and tells us if we need to raise or lower the heat lamp. We think she has a future in poultry. She thinks she’ll have chickens on her horse farm someday. I hope she does!
I wish we’d gotten more cute little yellow chicks, but the mix that we got has mostly multi or black ones. They’re still cute. But why are chicken feet so huge?
I’ll keep the cyber-world updated as the chicks grow and become less cute 😉