Wild Winds Homestead : September 2015

Thursday, September 10, 2015

My little Carter turned 17 yesterday...that seems crazy, really it does. Carter is an easy going happy young man, who takes care of himself, he works and goes to school, draws and plays video games! I enjoy is sense of humor and that twinkle in his eye. He has his own style and does his own thing.

Update

Chicken coop is almost done, just a little paint! We are finishing the full bath in the basement and adding stackable washer and dryer hookups as well! Hoping that will help with the sale! Maybe going to check out some land in Nevada on Saturday!

Thursday, September 3, 2015

I have decided to renovate this chicken coop! Not the whole coop just the big coop at the end on the right. It sits off the ground and I have some sweets hens that insist on laying eggs under it in way in the back. I find the same beautiful eggs in the same corner every day! I also have a few that lay in the far corners of the coop and not in the lay boxes. Although these are easier to obtain, climbing in and out of the coop can be a pain and I am tired of hitting my head.

So yesterday, Faith and I took the floor out of the chicken coop and are in the process of putting one on the ground! In the meantime the chickens are using the little coop, They are not happy about it at all.

Our late chickens

Lucy the Red Star, died of natural cause of old age. We will miss her. She had the best personality!

Roni the Rhode Island Red-She was eaten, she would not stop eating eggs, we tried many things to stop her but in the end she was eating 3 eggs a day so we ate her.

Sophie the Red Star- She was egg bound, we tried to save her in vain.

Phil the Faverolle-Her death is still a mystery.

Blackbird the Black Australorp-She was injured and then several other chicken pecked out her flesh around the injury. We separated her and she eventually healed but did not walk very good. She spent most of her time just sitting in the lay box. She was put out of her misery.

Pickles the Barred Rock-She seemed to have some kind of a stroke, she stood for many hours in the same place and stared off into space. She would not eat and only drank for my husband. After a week she was kindly put out of her misery.

Willow, the Leghorn, is no more, she got in the dog pen and was played with to death.

Chicken who stopped by

Mabel the Mottled Java- She came to us from a neighbor, she would allow their other chicken in the coop. She was at the bottom of our pecking order until the new chickens arrived. She would hop the 3 foot fence and not allow the new chickens to eat their own food. She moved to the Jenie Hansen coop in West Haven! She does well there.

Ruby and Rhoda the Rhode Island Reds- Bought from a neighbor. They pecked the flesh out of Blackbird and were aggressive with several of the other hens. They found a new home with a daughter's friend. They do better there at the bottom of the pecking order.