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The story of our precious little girl's 17 months of life with Trisomy 18 (July 4, 2010 - December 15, 2011) and of us, re-learning to live "after Lilly."
"I will praise you for I am fearfully and wonderfully made ...." Psalm 139:14

Sunday, September 18, 2016

Keeping up with our feathered friends

I'm needing a light hearted post, to amuse myself, and just leave present reality for a few minutes.  Read along if you want to see silly chicken stuff!

Hunter's chick Kelly follows him everywhere he goes outside.  (She's still inside in her bin most of the day though, as she's still growing.)  When he sat on the swing, she hoped onto the swing, and then onto her favorite place - his shoulder:

When Hunter and Solomon have played in the sandbox lately, Kelly seems to be enjoying flying up onto Solomon's head.  Solomon doesn't appreciate that.  So he decided to wear his fireman hat to prevent Kelly's landing.  So far so good ....

Last Sunday morning, we got to watch several Guinea keets hatch in our incubator.  I was so sick of "egg sitting" - turning the eggs several times a day for weeks.  It was worth it though, to watch the hatchings, and have all 5 keets survive.  The boys and I cracked up at this keet - it struggled and struggled then it's head and neck popped out and it fell back, exhausted, and we just stared at each other:

"what are you lookin' at?!"
Solomon gave the five keets names from Thomas the Train:  Toad, Oliver, Sir Handel, Rusty, and Molly:

I'm the one that cares for our chickens in the mornings and afternoons.  So I spend a lot of time looking at them while doing my chicken chores.  Of the dozen chicks that hatched this spring, there are six roosters.  I've now given them all names.  Let me introduce them to you:

This is Rocky 1 (half-Barred Rock).  Many of his smaller feathers are outlined in green:

Rocky 1
And this is Rocky 2!  It took me a few days to realize there were TWO roosters that looked almost alike.  I finally noticed this rooster's smaller feathers are outlined in a gold-ish color:

Rocky 2
Next we have Harold the Handsome-Cut-Rooster.  (Have you ever seen the frozen french fries for sale at Trader Joe's?  We got them a couple times and we think the "handsome cut" part is too funny.)

Harold the Handsome-Cut Rooster
Then we have Fabio.  Do you remember the old ad (shampoo?) with that blonde guy that said "Don't hate me because I'm beautiful ..."  Well our Fabio has long yellow neck feathers and he struts like he thinks he's God's gift to the hens:

Here we have Swiss Mister.  He looks just like a hen that I named "Swiss Miss" because of her coloring.  The white with brown reminds me of hot chocolate and marshmallows for some reason!

Swiss Mister
Finally we have Regal.  The name just fits him as he walks calmly around in his excellent rooster posture:


Here's just a funny picture - I think he's telling me I need to get up, and go put my boys to bed:

"Enough wasting time woman!  Get back to work!"


  1. enjoyed the visit with these gentlemen. If they just wouldn't be so competative, I'd want to keep them all. each is a beautiful animal---until they chase and spur.
    love mj

    1. So far these gentlemen are remaining gentlemen - towards us. I just hate when they start attacking the boys. Once that happens, they seal their own fate.

  2. I love the Kelly story! Pop brought home a young pigeon once and it sat on his shoulder all the time he was outside. Fond memories you bring back to me. :)

    1. That is such a great story about the pigeon! :)