Everyday dose of Reality
This week around our parts of the woods, is known as “chick days”. Let me just clear up, this has absolutely nothing to do with women and how to pick them up. Spring has sprung and this is the time of year grainerys, farms and such have special prices on their baby chicks. I ordered mine at the end of last month. 76 of my birds came in yesterday. We are still, well Hyper Minnie Mouse is still waiting on her 5 ducks to complete her clubhouse.
Have to say it was a little touch and go for a little while yesterday. The weather here as changed over to, well, fall of all things. Yesterday it was windy as all get out, raining with snow and about 37 F. This makes for a crappy day to pick up day old chicks in mass numbers. Not to mention like a complete and total idiot, I forgot to plug in the heaters to warm the room I start my chicks in. We picked up 50 cornish cross meat chickens, 24 laying hens. We ordered 6 of the laying hens that lay what is called “green eggs and ham”. Basically they lay blue and green eggs instead of white or brown, makes it a bit more fun for the kids when they go get eggs. Yep folks every day at our house is an Easter egg hunt. Also, our 2 white turkeys arrived.
Once we got them home and settled them in, Macgyver turned on the power to the room I had set up. I plugged in heaters and ran around the house to gather my heat lamps for them. By the time I had everything plugged in I was smacked in the face with about 11 birds knocking on deaths door. I had 4 hens laying out flat, 6 meat chickens dancing with the reaper and a turkey going down for the count. I went into chick and poult resuscitation mode, and no, there was no mouth to beak involved. I had on a fuzzy warm sweater with a scoop turtle neck, I’m sure you can see where this is going. I sat on a bucket, 5 chicks tucked in the scoop of my sweater warming up, a few in my hands holding them in front of the heater and then Macgyver showed up. He gave me the look that says, “Well she had a sane moment and now she is gone again”. I explained what was going on and he jumped into action with me. There we sat holding 6 chickens that are to be raised as food for our family, trying to bring them back to life talk about irony, and then the other birds. Within 40 minutes we had brought everybody back except one meat chick. So… out of 76 birds, we only lost one. I think that is pretty damn good. A little bit ago Charlie from fleet called and said Hype Minnie’s ducks are in this morning. at least the room is warm and their spot is ready for them.