The baby chicks are safe and warm under the brooder. Their food and water can't be stolen by the big chickens and the little ones can get out and walk around the pen. If they feel threatened, they can run back under their metal tent. One of my Araucaunas is trying to get under the hood to steal the chick feed.
Tomorrow, and tomorrow, and tomorrow Creeps in this petty pace from day to day, To the last syllable of recorded time; And all our yesterdays have lighted fools The way to dusty death. Out, out brief candle! Life's but a walking shadow, a poor player That struts and frets his hour upon the stage And then is heard no more: it is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing. -- Macbeth, Act 5, Scene 5
Frankie and Slim
Sunday, April 27, 2008
IT'S A CHICK'S LIFE
The baby chicks are safe and warm under the brooder. Their food and water can't be stolen by the big chickens and the little ones can get out and walk around the pen. If they feel threatened, they can run back under their metal tent. One of my Araucaunas is trying to get under the hood to steal the chick feed.
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That is so cool...Never knew about a brooder since I have never had chickens.
ReplyDeleteI wonder if they have people brooders? I would love one for myself if only for privacy's sake!
ReplyDeleteThose are happy little chickies!!
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