Farm Tales

Meet the Girls

Meet the girls, really these are the most spoiled chickens you could have when they were just chicks of course we raised them in the laundry room, Who wouldn’t right? Well my son is the chicken whisperer, he raised chickens and guinea hens when he was in high school and he has this connection with birds.  Well, that being said he started feeding them oat meal out of his hand, and he’d make this sound calling them to eat, something like a cluck but I can’t do it.

Guess what happened next, uh yep as chicks they would jump up into his hands and eat the oatmeal, but they got bigger then all he had to do was hold out his hand and “cluck” or “took took” (kinda sounds like that) and they’d jump into his hand .  He can still call them to him, and yes they will even try to fly up to his arm, crazy.

Well I like feeding them in the feeders, and sprinkle some on the ground, thanks to the chicken whisper they have to have oatmeal everyday twice a day with their regular feed or the squawking sound gets so loud you can’t stand being in the barn!

It’s a good thing their good layers, because one can only take so much from eight squawking hens, I understand the saying being pecked to death by chickens except in my case it’s being squawked to death or at least to deaf!

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