They had been living in giant plastic tubs in my laundry room for the past week and space was getting tight. (Read about the new chicks here.) I couldn’t fit it big enough waterers and feeders to keep from having to attend to them almost hourly. On Wednesday we added another tub and split the chicks even further to hopefully give them some more room but it just wasn’t enough.
So, Matt reassembled his trusty hillbilly chick-growing pen on the back porch to give this overly attentive (according to Matt) mother hen quick access.
This is the new home to the babies with LOTS of room to grow.
Honestly, I was a nervous wreck. We have never had baby chicks before spring and I was so concerned about keeping them warm on the back porch, especially at night. But it had to be done.
As soon as I started releasing the babies into their new home I could tell it was the right move. They immediately stretched out their newly grown wings and attempted to fly around. Some tried out the perch Matt installed. One of the turkeys was so worn out by the 15 step journey she went to a corner all alone and took a nap.
The penguin-looking barred rock chicks are really changing colors!
PHOTO BOMB! I tried to get a good shot of one of the baby turkeys and a black sex link photo bombed it!
These are the sweetest birds ever! I try to pick them up daily and pet their long turkey necks. One will even rest her head on my hand when I pet her!
They are in chick heaven.
Even better, they seemed to stay pretty comfy through the night.
My name is Ginia Oehlschlager and I'm a small-town gal from Missouri. Join me as I document my crazy life on the farm with my husband and four kids. I'm always looking for frugal, simple ways to live the life God set before me. Where faith, family and fun come together on the farm.