Thursday, October 2, 2008

"What's it got in its pocketses, eh?"

"Is it eggses, my precious?"
                           —Smeagol
                              September 2941, Shire Reckoning




So, right on schedule, we came home yesterday and Rainbow found an EGG...our first...lying in the dirt inside the chicken fortress' "run" area. No doubt if we let them have the whole back yard it would have been discretely tucked away somewhere stupid that we'd never find. Time to get some of those plastic decoy eggs and leave 'em in their nest hay as a suggestion. That's s'posed to work.

We have no idea who did it. We suspect Beaker as she looks so mature as compared to the other ladies, and has been doing this kind of squatty body language thing when we try and pet her. But who fucking knows, honestly. Could have been anyone.

It was quite small as they always are at first (I'm told), but it was DELICIOUS! See "after" pic below...



By the way: that "Shire Reckoning shit? I totally had to look that up on the interwebs. Really. I didn't just like...KNOW it already or anything. No, really. Swear.

Tuesday, September 30, 2008

Fancy Chickens at 5 Months!

Thems is turning into some fancee ladies, especially Beaker, who is very mature for her age with a full-on comb & watlle, plus all kinds of luxuriant fluff bulges poking out everywhar.

They should start cranking out eggs any time in the next month or so!























Monday, July 28, 2008

Front Yard Before-and-After

Here I shall stray from The Chicken Chronicles for a spell just to gloat over our new front yard. When we moved in, the front yard was dominated by a shitload of giant Junipers that in our opinion belonged alongside a freeway and had no place in any decent front yard, and made the space visually and tactically impenetrable.

On all sides of the junipers were agapanthis flowers...pretty...but just a TON of them. ANd then there was an entry archway covered in potato vine which was also pretty but built for midgets apparently. Anyone over 6' tall would literally bash their head on it trying to come up the walk. Calvin and his wife were shrimpy and apparently lacking in forethought on this matter. There was also your typical white picket fence which was iunstalled with plenty of earth contact and so was rotten to the core everywhere.

So, we ripped out the fence and archway, chainsawed out the potato vine/juniper and dug up their roots, ripped out SOME of the agapanthis, and started over from scratch. Our concept was to create some "elevated topographies" to the front yard, primarily by way of a variety of earth mounds planted in drought-tolerant grasses, herbs, shrubs, etc. These would be interspersed with large-ish boulders such as we could afford, and gravel walkways lined with river cobblestones.

It's a fairly small front yard, and the pictures really just do not do justice to the backbreaking work involved in the facelift thus far. Under all the new soil is chicken wire to keep the gophers out, and under all the gravel is weed-proof "felt". The biggest pain in the ass was moving all that gravel in wheelbarrows from the pile in the back yard up to the front and dumping it evenly over all the pathways. I believe I moved easily over 100 cubic feet of this shit over the course of two weekends. Plus also moving around 8 cubic yards of planting soil, thought that was the easy part.

The river cobble borders are a little too easy to kick around right now, and the dirt tends to sneak underneath. I belive I will be going in and setting them (to each other) permanently with mortar so that they don't roll around and will keep the earth from sneaking underneath a bit. We've only used about 1/2 the cobble we bought, so along with this next step I'll be supplementing the existing cobble edging with the extra stones to also make the border higher/wider.

After that I've gotta re-create the front fence, though it's going to be a different kind of thing: a series of trapezoidal "piers" faced in slate veneer connected by split rail.


Final Chicken Coop/Run

Here it is all fleshed out.

You can see all the stuff I'd mentioned previously, plus all new fancy clear corrugated roofing not only on the run's sloped roof, but also on the coop.

You're supposed to dig down and create an "underground fence" at both sides and bottom so varmints don't burrow under and swipe yer chickens (thanks, Sarah for that tip). Our ground is soooo hard and rocky I just was NOT gonna do this. So instead, I trapped corrugated metal siding underneath the framing for the run...extending out from udner it just a hair on all four sides, and then trapping it some more with big cinder blocks all around which also lock the whole structure in place a bit.

Once the metal flooring saw trapped in and the cinder block built up on the sides, we filled the whole thing with about 8" of idrt for them to scratch in and keep them above water level when outside during the wet, wet winters here.


How to Eat a Live Chicken

Observe. Learn.






Chickens Week 11

Yes, I'm skipping over a lot of boring stuff here...the growth cycle becomes a bit more gradual after five weeks. But here are a bunch of really well done (if i do say so) "art shots" of the chickens at week 11.

You can now clearly see not only the color differentiation between Brahmas and Orpingtons, but also the red, leathery wattles and combs just beginning to come in. The Brahmas' "bell bottoms" are pretty much full-fledged at this point.










Goat Feeders-cum-Chicken Housing

Just for perspective, here's what WILL be the chicken coop "proper". What this used to be was a feeding station for our goats: it kept the alfalfa off the ground so it wouldn't rot or get wet, and kept the portioning under control so each goat got it's own alfafa "leaf" each day. The two arches are on doors that connect in the middle with a latch and swing open to the outsides.

I'll be keeping the doors, but sealing the arches other than some chicken wire covered ventilation holes. This will be the most impenetrable part of the chicken fortress: the area where they will sleep at night and lay eggs. All doors close and lock to create a solid plywood box safe from coons, skunks, possums, etc.

Off the front of this thing I'll also be building the "run", which is also sealed off from predators but has chicken wire sides so they can run around outdoors during the day when we're not around, and at dusk when we are but there's also enemies about. The run will also have a human-sized front door for getting in to change food and water, etc.

And here's a couple shots of those sides to the chicken RUN in-progress. Build first and then raised Amish-style.




Two Weeks, One Big Difference!

Here's a skip-over of week 4 development (no time to take pics that week!) and you can see that they suddenly look a whole lot more grownup in size and...um...texture?

They're getting a little big for the watermelon box at this point and as I begin to construct their permanent coop, Ranbow occasionally takes them outside and lets them pick and scratch at the lawn inside these recycled chicken wire cylinders I'd previously constructed to keep the goats from eating our fledgling hedge row along the back fence.


Awkward Adolescent Chicken Time

Here's week three and the visual weirdness starting to begin: a mixture of pin feathers (unopened feathers all rolled up into little hard tubes) with the original down, bald spots, etc. Gangle creatures.








Peepers Week 2

Right now I'm publishing these all after-the-fact just to catch up and get everything up to speed...not publishing things as they happen in true blogger fashion.

Anyhow, here's week two chicken pics. I should mention that we got two each of two different breeds: there are Buff Brahmas which are the ones that have some black in them, and as they get older you'll see them start to develop an overall rust (buff) color and distinctive black-and-white checkered heads, wings, tails, and bell-bottoms. Tee all yellow puffballs will become Buff Orpingtons, which are just the straight-up rust color all over when grown up bur VERY floofy.

Both breeds lay plentiful and large-ish eggs apparently, which is part of the reason we picked 'em over some other distinctive-looking breeds out there that lay shitty eggs.






Our New Chicken Adventure Begins

Following the demise of our damaged old auction yard goat Gorgonzola and the permanent defection of her mentally-ill comrade Fanny to the neighbor's goat tribe, we've decided to scale back a good bit and try CHICKENS. Which make a lot more sense in our decidedly smaller new backyard compared to the vast expanse of our Petaluma compound.

This first entry chronicles their second day on earth with a small Quicktime movie. Like many people in the North Bay, they currently reside in a cardboard ox once used to house watermelons at Trader Joe's.

Thems is some cute peepers!