More Goodbyes

   Lizzy passed away on Thursday.

   It was a regular day. I was feeling good because I just finished up a midterm. I wanted to give the girls a special treat, so I brought them out some pasta.

   That's when I found the feathers. 

   Lizzy was my favorite of the new flock. I loved her so much.

   And even better, she loved me. Most of my other chickens became very food driven once we introduced treats. Lizzy never did. 

   If I held out my arm Lizzy would jump up and perch for a while. I never taught her to do this. She just wanted to be close to me.

   I miss her so much already, but I am thankful for the time we had. I just wish it could have been longer. 

Hit the Nail on the Head

Chickens don't get nail polish.

That is a fact.

I love nail polish.

That is also a fact. 

This is a bad combination.

When I look at these pictures I just imagine the music from the movie Jaws.

Duh-duh. Duh-duh.

Da-da-da-da-da-da-da-da.

DA-DA-DA-DA-DA-DA.

Dddduuuuuuhhhhhh!

Sorry this post was so short... Crazy week at school! See you next week!

Arrival

   The chicks are here! We got the call at 10:10 am on Tuesday. (I was very impressed by this because they hatched on Monday and had to come from Ohio to New Hampshire.) We ran over to the post office as soon as we could and picked them up at 10:30.

    One of my big worries was one of the chicks would die on the trip. However I am happy to say this did not happen and they all arrived safely!

   And so let me introduce...

Nutmeg (Welsummer)

Piper (Easter Egger)

Lizzie (Barred Rock)

Raven (Australorp) 

Daisy (Buff Orpington)

Olive (Golden Comet)

Speckles (Specked Sussex)

Sleepy (Double Laced Barnevelder)

Originally Penny but thanks to an unfortunate early nickname, no one will call her by her real name.