When I visited the feed store on Saturday and saw the tiny day old chicks for sale I was reminded that Elvis and Astrud are not baby chicks but becoming pullets. They grow up so fast.
Astrud and Elvis have really bonded with each other. Astrud has really bonded with me and will fly out of the brooder and into my lap for neck and chest rubs. I hope these girls become lap hens. It's nice to have hens so tame and trusting of you that they'll sit on your lap and fall asleep.
I don't feel I took enough photos of their chickhood yet I have folders filled with just Elvis at 1,2,3,4,....10 days old etc... It's just that it goes so quickly. I actually have more than enough. I only miss them a bit at that age. But I enjoy watching them at this stage too. They are so comical and get these confused looks in their eyes as they explore the world.
As my two older girls enter their third summer, I am morbidly reminded of how the heat took Ducky's life and that a camera is always a good things to have when outside with them. They have a fan and I try to keep the water cold. I have decided this year that if the temps get too high and into the triple digits they are all going into my studio during the hottest hours of the day. These are my pets and each one of them has a little piece of my heart. I try to care for them as best as I can. When the rewards are high, it's easy.
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