creative 1975

Ten Chooks

In Poultry on October 2, 2012 at 9:46 am


Part One:

Scraping the earth with their feet in search of grubs—doing what is natural, before heading off under a bush to dig and cultivate a dust bathing area for cleaning and resting; squirming and turning in their hen-made furrow . Their heads dip and bob; up, down and from side to side—my goodness their necks can stretch up high—peering up at you with their beady eyes and a bright red comb on its head wobbles to the movement. They almost look prehistoric.

Chickens have been around for a long time! First living around 5000 BC in the jungles of South Asia, known as Red Jungle Fowl.

I’d been planning on getting some chickens for some time and we now have ten of them. I was a complete novice as a chook keeper, therefore I did my research; as I do with most new things I decide to do (but have had little experience of). The breeder we bought them from said to me “they’re easy”.

Nevertheless, I began with reading, the obvious choice, but not on the Internet! I like a book in my hand. I am a big fan of research on the Internet, but there are times that I prefer a book. I began with a library book and then sourced a book of my own that will always be on hand should I need it. I bought a good, yet inexpensive one that I sourced on the Internet! I tend to opt for ‘quality-cheapness’ wherever possible!

Anyway, I am digressing from the topic—my apologies—back to the ten chooks out the back! They have settled into their new life on our farmstead very well. It wasn’t long before they were laying to their full potential. They started off laying five-a-day for the first week and then it crept up to a regular eight eggs each day. I have only collected ten once, equating to one egg per hen. A couple of the ladies aren’t laying regular, but that’s okay—they still might.

They are in a routine: Oh yes, morning— get up and feed, afternoon treats and then they take themselves off to bed and await ‘coop closing time’. Meanwhile, the days are spent running free range in a very large fenced off area with shelter and plenty of roaming to do. They run up when you arrive, clucking and cooing, eager to see if you bought them anything to eat and our dog Max likes to tag along to see if he can join in on the feeding frenzy. He’s not bothered at all by the chickens and they are not disturbed at all by him. I’m not surprised as he’s so placid.  All Max wants to do is to get in the pen and see if there are any treats left over on the ground that he can help them with!

  1. I loved this post. Enjoy those fresh eggs. We are allowed to have chickens in the backyards of our houses here in Beaverton, Oregon, I know several folks who do. My sister has chickens in her backyard and her dog is also their buddy.

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