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| ...and sometimes Madelyn pulls out your hair |
I can hear the chicks in their huge cardboard box up in the kitchen enjoying the macaroni and cheese I just gave them. Their second helping. They think it's yummy. They also like fresh bell pepper, though turn up their beaks at bananas. At the very top of the delicious list is fresh roaches. I know. Disgusting. You should hear/see them race around playing keep away. I try to hurry though the room when they're in their box (with a screen on the top to deter escapees) because they'll look up and start this mournful chirp. It actually sounds like they're saying, "Hay-ulp. Hay-ulp." (they're not old enough to cluck yet) Always makes us laugh, but feel guilty as well. The little beggars are always open for treats, and sometimes I just open the fridge and grab something. Noodles and white rice are favorites as well. They do eat chick feed, but love it when we feed them table scraps, which surprisingly to me, is allowed and encouraged by chicken folks (of which we are laughingly a part).
With the heavy rain we've had the last couple of days, Gary's not been able to coop-build. But the chicks have been able to play outside anyway, getting into puddles and just meandering around. We keep them barricaded pretty well, and usually the least one keeps watch. There are hawks about.
Take care now and enjoy your weekend. Tomorrow will be church and then helping fourth son make homemade mint chip ice cream. Chillin' as well.
