I think the last time our chickens were on this blog, they were still chicks. I thought it might be interesting for some of you, even those who are not named Anne, to see how they are doing. I have found out that my cousin Anne is a really good chicken-picture-taker. They never stop moving! All these quick little movements make it hard to get a good shot.
Well, our chickens are not as pampered as hers, but here are two representative pictures of them. The rooster does have a name. Amanda named him Jumper after she noticed a certain behavior pattern of his. The hens are just called hens.
All our hens and Jumper are Barred Plymouth Rock chickens. We are also hosting four other chickens this winter. (Snowbirds!) There are two Comet hens, which are red and slightly smaller than the Barred Rocks, and then there are two Silkies, a rooster and a hen. I am not a fan of the Silkies. They just look weird to me. The Comets are nice, though.
The chickens had been pretty consistently laying about three eggs a day for most of the winter. We were pleased at that, as we had been told they might not lay any. Now that the days are getting longer, there are usually eight eggs out there each day. There is one chicken, maybe two, laying really big eggs. All the eggs are brown.
I like the chickens more now that they are grown, although usually I prefer baby animals of any type. The chickens have so much character! Out of the farm animals with which I have made acquaintance, I would definitely say chickens have the most pizzazz. :)