||[Apr. 13th, 2009|12:57 pm]
meet my motherfuckin' motherfuckin
I came home from work & decided that since it was so nice outside, I would put the chickens out in the yard for the first time. They will be 2 weeks old on Wednesday. |
So, how exactly do you transport BB chickens?
In a large Rubbermaid, of course. Preferably with the help of an inquisitive ridgeback.
They pretty much traveled in a pack the entire time they were in the yard.
They hung out, peeped a whole lot, pecked the ground.
"If I make crazy faces & cry a whole lot, will you let meeee outside?"
Rider antagonized the horse & ate poop.
I wasn't going to let this guy out, but he ran between my legs & escaped. I think he knows that if he is able to scamper down the carport & belly flop in the dirt, he's got it made because Mom is a sucker for belly flops.
I eventually relented & let Quinn come out too.
Rider kept her in line.
"Just checkin' up on mah kitties..."
The black cat, of course, was not interested in coming out.
After about an hour of this everyone (except the chickens) was pooped. My pets are such wussies. I am just ecstatic that Quinn stayed around me & didn't run off, though!! And just in case you were wondering, it's really hard to catch chickens even if they ARE babies :x
Finally, if this is just so exciting & you are an excitement junkie & want even more excitement, I present you with: !!! A video of the chickens peeping & walking around! Okay, more peeping than walking around, but still.