Wandering Eye

We have to ask ourselves if Sonny's penchant for chatting up the ladies had anything to do with Cher's abrupt departure.

I suppose we'll never know.

Love from the farm,
Teri

Don't Blink

Things change fast on the farm.

Take for instance, Cher. Remember how just 72 hours or so ago I wrote about her being cooped up with Sonny, the promise of little Bonos, her staying power?

 Yep, not 18 hours after I posted that little intro, Cher flew the coop. Up and left. Headed out on a solo career. Leaving Sonny (and my dreams of crazy-haired babies) in the dust. We'd suspect a varmint or a coyote, except there's no evidence of either, no other birds have gone missing, and we saw one of the other ladies on top of the feed shed in the chicken yard. It's been awhile since we've had upwardly mobile chickens around here. I guess it's time for a little wing clipping party.

I had high hopes for Sonny and Cher. Dang creative types with their flightiness.

Then we had another change from just a few days ago. See the pretty red pan holding breakfast-for-dinner below?

It's no longer with us, either. Karlie broke it while doing dishes. It was part of a 3-pan set my Mom gave me last year. Grumble...grumble. Poor Karlie felt so bad Tanner actually offered to sweep up the mess for her. And if you knew the home dynamics between those two, you'd know why that was worth mentioning. I'll miss my red dish. I liked it a lot.

But with the bad comes the good.

Here are two happy events to keep our cosmic house in balance:

We have a new layer.

This is the first egg we've gotten from our new flock and I was so excited to see it this morning.

Almost as excited as I was to see this:

Look close and you'll see Autumn and Pheebs' new bunk mate. Autumn and Pheebs have been sharing a nest for weeks now and overnight or early this morning, their first duckling made its appearance. The Mamas are very nervous and protective, though, so I didn't get a good photo of the little peeper. Can't wait to see how many more they hatch. They have lots of eggs under them and they've been diligent nest warmers.

So, you lose some, you win some.

We're ending on a winning note for today.

Love from the farm,
Teri

Sonny & Cher

Meet Sonny.

Oh, wait...here...let me find one where he's looking at us.

Heheheh. 

Come on now, how could I NOT? :)

A wonderful lady in town sold us some of her chickens from her McMurray Hatchery order of this spring. They're just beginning to lay eggs, so we are lucky to have them fill the void left from losing our flock last weekend (I'll write about that later. Maybe.)  Aside from missing our 6 hens and Wyatt the Rooster, we also were down to our last few eggs from them. As soon as they adjust to their new surroundings in the next day or so, we should start getting eggs from our new friends.

Well, not from Sonny. Because he's a boy. Let's keep up.

But his girl, Cher, here...she should be letting loose some huevos anytime now.

 

I didn't get too close to the newbies with my IPhone since it was their first day in the chicken yard and I didn't want to push myself on these newcomers yet. I just sat on a straw bale watching them get the lay of the land for a while after work yesterday. I'll get better pictures of them soon.

Of the 15 new chickens, these two had to be named first. It had been a few years since I had a crazy-haired chicken, and I had missed having these fellers around so I decided the names had to be perfect.

I toyed with "Dude" for the rooster for awhile, but then I decided his lady friend had to be Cher, so naturally Sonny followed.

Why Cher, you ask?

Well, come now...

 Isn't it obvious?

Surely you understand I had no choice.

But why Sonny for our rooster pal?  Well, here's what cinched it for him:

The man is wearing silver boots, for Pete's sake. Sonny was clearly the only option.

In time, we'll put these two in a pen together so we can be sure to have little Chastity at a future time. Or a little Chas. We may let them decide. One thing's for sure, though, we want to keep these fine feathered heads as part of our flock for a long time to come. We figure we're in pretty good shape...if we know anything about Cher, it's that the girl has staying power. 

Love from the farm,

Teri