Some of you may remember "Crazy Chicken". Recently she moved from the mudroom just beyond the kitchen door into the chicken pen. It was my choice actually -- I moved her back with the rest of the chickens. I was expecting company and getting tired of chicken droppings all over the place. Crazy seemed content enough with the rest of the hens and didn't try to re-invade her former abode. Surprising considering she always used to try and escape when I was feeding them. And then she went missing.
The other day, she appeared again. With a surprise. Actually 8 of them. I guess she never really had much of a chance to have a brood before because she was never involved with any roosters. But this year, her life changed. She sat and sat and sat....
.... and out popped the chicks. Eight of them! Saturday afternoon, she was happily squiring them around the farmyard, proud as punch.
A couple days later she is down to five chicks but these guys seem pretty strong. Crazy is teaching them how to scratch and pick and survive. So sweet. Fingers crossed.