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The Chickens

Which came first, the chicken or the egg?  As it applies to us, the answer is the chicken.  We started out with a rooster named Gran’ Pappy (he was the most beautiful bird I have ever, ever seen), a hen and a moody teenage-type chick.  The teenage-type chick was so attached to her surrogate parents that she laid on the hens’ eggs with her, and took care of the chicks as if they were her own when they hatched.  It must have been nice for the hen to have a nanny, that first hatch.  Pretty soon we had a whole flock of chickens. 



This is just a few of them.  They refused to gather for a photo.

We have two large coops, both of which have outdoor space and nesting areas.  There are also two breeding pens, and three cages (small, medium and large) for the baby chicks.  We used to let them stay with the flock, but the term “pecking order” really does refer to pecking.  In the case of a large, ornery hen versus a baby chick, one of them is going to get its head pecked off – literally. 



Once we’ve got plenty of chicks, the roosters are taken away from the flock and rotated in the breeding pens throughout the summer and fall.  Without the roosters chasing them around, the hens finally get to earn their keep.  Their eggs can be one of several colors, depending on the breed of the chicken.  We have white, brown, and blue eggs here on our ranch.  We’re just so diverse like that.



The eggs can also range in size from large to itsy-bitsy.  Typically, your first year hens are going to lay about 20 dozen small to medium sized eggs.  Your more mature hens are going to lay fewer per year, about 16 dozen, but they are larger eggs.  We cull the flock each fall and keep the good producers through the winter, when they don’t lay at all because there are less than 14 hours of daylight. 

As you might imagine, we usually eat a boatload of eggs.  This year, with Blythe being allergic, we’ll probably be selling the majority of them.  We don’t, however, eat our own chickens because that is just too much workDirty work, at that.  We have enough people interested in buying our chickens so that I can go buy some boneless, skinless breasts at the store, no plucking or neck wringing involved. 

3 replies on “The Chickens”

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