Of all of the animals we are raising on our Albergue farm, the chickens are the most plenteous. Now, there are other animals living here as well that greatly outnumber those like the mice, voles 😒, flies and birdies. (More on those guys later). So if you did not know before, chickens are cool. I had no idea they could be tamed as much as they can be. My dear friend Cindy has a chicken she has named Parrot. This bird will actually perch on her shoulder, making my friend feel like a pirate. Arggggh. Her chicken has also perched on her goats as well. I am not sure how that makes the goats feel.
We also have been blessed to be the foster home for ducks and chickens who have been raised by our friends’ children. These birds have brought great joy to their little caretakers. However when they have gotten bigger and have become more messy and louder, they have moved from their apartments where they were raised and on to our farm. Dixie is a red hen who is extremely tame and demands that you pick her up and hold her the entire time you are visiting her coop. Ben is her counterpart and is actually a large cochin hen. Not quite as eager to be picked up, but if you do, she will fall peacefully asleep in your arms.
Did I say how much we love our chickens? We have a large coop for our egg production chickens. These are young Blue Laced Red Wyandottes, Aracaunas and Welsummers and they are lively and beautiful. We have high hopes for these girls and boys. Here they are scarfing down the spent grain we get from a local craft brewery.
These same chickens were up late last night admiring the white Christmas lights we strung up on their coop. They had asked for more decorations and I warned them the lights might mess up their daytime nighttime cycle. But how do you tell chickens “No” and especially when there are so many of them? They even asked for little outside tables and chairs and one of those outdoor patio heaters. 🤦♀️We had to gently pick up the partying hens and roosters, reminding them of Governor Polis’ curfew for bars, and put them to bed and close up their coop for the night. Goodnight Birdies.
He who dwells in the secret place of the Most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty. I will say of the Lord, “He is my refuge and my fortress; my God, in Him I will trust.” Surely He shall deliver you from the snare of the fowler and from the perilous pestilence. He shall cover you with His feathers, and under His wings you shall take refuge; His truth shall be your shield and buckler.