Two chickens

For the last three years, since before my granddaughter came to live with me, she has been begging me to get chickens.  I live in town and until two years ago, we were not allowed to have chickens, but they changed that to allow backyard chickens, but there is a two chicken limit.

This past summer she started in about the chickens so I finally relented and off we go to the farm store to see if they had any chickens.  We can't have roosters so I had to make sure those babies were actually girls. I have no idea how to tell chickens apart but they assured me at the store that these were not roosters.  I was skeptical, but we got two little chicks and brought them home.  My granddaughter said one of them could be for her little cousin and one would be hers.    

So he came over and I told them they had to choose names for the chickens.  She named hers Mrs. Cheep.  My grandson, who can be a bit on the kooky side sat there saying "Um, um, um" but he finally blurts out a name for his chicken-----  Rainbow Cat !!!   😲  Don't ask me where that came from. My granddaughter just looked at me when he said that and laughed.    It was his chicken so I had to abide by that name.

Mrs. Cheep and Rainbow Cat are now grown chickens and laying eggs. We get at least one a day, and sometimes two a day, but I think Rainbow Cat doesn't produce as many as Mrs. Cheep.  Mrs. Cheep lays green eggs and Rainbow Cat lays.........  no, not rainbow colored lol.  She lays blue eggs. These chickens are mutt chickens, or more specifically Easter Eggers.   A cross breed.  They are friendly chickens, though Mrs. Cheep tends to dominate Rainbow Cat because Rainbow Cat is shy and submissive.  I mean what do you expect from a chicken named Rainbow Cat???

Here are a couple of pictures, one when they were babies and one from a couple of months ago. They are both fatter now than what these pictures show.   

Rainbow Cat on the left, Mrs. Cheep on the right.

Oh, when they finally started laying eggs, I told my granddaughter she would have to start eating eggs more often.  She look horrified and said "I am not eating eggs from the chickens!"   I said, "why not".

She replied "because the eggs come out of their butts!"   ( Granted,  I had no idea till I looked it up that they do indeed come from the same orifice as everything else ).    I asked her "well where do you think the eggs come from that are in the store? "   She sat there for a minute then got the funniest look on her face and all she said was "OH".   I still laugh about that, but I am happy to say she got over her aversion to eating the eggs from her chickens.

That is all I have this morning.   

Much Love,

Lia   2/24/2022