The chicks are getting big. They are in the awkward tween stage right now. The turkens are more ugly than awkward, but the bantams continue to be perfectly beautiful. Thankfully they are outside enjoying sunshine and bugs. The funny thing about being in the city limits and on a very busy corner is the comments we get about our funny looking chicken coop and the legality of owning chickens in the city. Where we live we can have 20 birds! For the most part the chicks are doing well, however the weak link has been discovered. When I was out yesterday feeding I noticed one getting a lot of agressive 'attention' from the others. When he turned around I saw that his tail was covered in blood- and missing. We quickly separated him from the flock and set up a little chicken efficiency for him on the porch. It was so sad to me to see the brutality of these tiny creatures. They were relentless. What has been most interesting though is that he wants back in the coop with the other feather eating felons! The hard lesson for me is not viewing these creatures as pets. They are for food. Being a city-raised girl, I have never owned an animal for the sole purpose of it providing food. These lessons are going to be harder to learn than I originally thought.
sidenote: check out john's blog (link down below) to see the incredible tree house he built the kids.