Well I might've gotten a little carried away the other night and now I'm feeling a little in over my head...
We've been wanting chickens. I've got the room and know-how to build a fine chicken run and the yard to let 'em roam. So we've been browsing chicken hatcheries online.
Well, the other day, I smoked an exceptional amount of joints. By the time bedtime starts to roll around, chickens are weighing heavy on the brain. I found a hatchery that seemed to sell whatever chicken you'd want.
I start building my future flock. 15 chicken minimum. I thought 15 sounds about right. We'll probably lose a couple and the breeds I had in mind were more on the ornamental side. Less eggs per bird means more birds, right? Right. I get to 15 and the alert says there's a "small order charge" for purchases under 25.
By now, I'm fully invested in these chickens and just bump up the order to 25 chick's and hit go.
I haven't researched these birds at all. I've got 8 of these coming. They seem to be a good choice, easy enough to care for. 13 pound roosters.
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2 roosters and 6 hens
I also have 17 of these coming... These are the ones I'm now kicking myself over. 2 roosters and 15 hens.
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Fuckers need a trimming around the eyes a couple times a year and you gotta wash their face and eyes every couple weeks. They also need a lot of space in the roost to avoid pecking.
So I'm balls deep in a basement bathroom project that I started yesterday with 25 baby chick's shipping my way in 8 weeks and no place to keep them... Sometimes my stoned self gets me into trouble.
Either way... we gonna have some coo chickens