Welcome, Chickies!

Several weeks ago, before we got rabbits, we got chickies.

image: from martha0stout's phone

image: from martha0stout’s phone

image: from martha0stout's phone

image: from martha0stout’s phone

This is from the first day that we had them. The brown ones are egg-layers and the yellow ones are meat chickens that sadly only live for two months after they are fully matured, which also happens faster than the egg-layers. They are adorable and make tiny little cheeps that would keep my sister (whose room their little protected tub and heat lamp were placed in) up all night.

image: from martha0stout's phone

image: from martha0stout’s phone

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image: from martha0stout’s phone

 

She ended up sleeping in our sister’s room upstairs after our sister and her husband had to head back into the Valley we’d just left. (Adam couldn’t breathe out here, so they’re getting an apartment with his sister and another of our sisters in April. They will be back for their furniture in April as well.)

The chickies don’t bother my niece and I, who can hear them from our room, but we’re heavier sleepers than Julia.

The cats and Sissy are very interested in the chickies as well! (I tried to catch a picture of Iris as well, but she’s like this ink blot that soaks up all light without reflecting any back!)

image: Sissy, from martha0stout's phone

image: Sissy, from martha0stout’s phone

image: Cotton, from martha0stout's phone

image: Cotton, from martha0stout’s phone

image: Usako, from martha0stout's phone

image: Usako, from martha0stout’s phone

Muddy Cotton – Random Moment

image: Cotton, from martha0stout's phone

image: Cotton, from martha0stout’s phone

She stared at me without comprehension, not certain of what I was doing. My sister held her tightly to her chest, careful of her face and worried that we were frightening the poor dear.

I had other thoughts on my mind such as, I really hope that Cotton continues to suffer us to clean the mud out from between her little toes with more patience than she usually shows when near a sink full of water. She seems annoyed that dipping her paws into the water to work the thick mud out before we can use a rag to get out the rest is necessary.

But she suffered it without clawing our faces off and there were plenty of opportunities to do so.