The chickens come home to roost

Say hello to our new additions! A trio of red hens, just about four months old. I'm glad we kept DaVinci's old puppy crate from housebreaking; it was just the thing for transporting three young chickens.

The chickens were in the car because the adorable little coop was brought home in the truck. What a great Craigslist find!

These birds are very happy to be free-range, so we turned them out for a bit. They promptly found the freshly trimmed fence row with lots of hay, and apparently lots of bugs.

Just how free-range they get to be will be based on a certain male carnivore (he's really more omnivore, but that's by our influence; left to his own devices, it would not be the case). We'll be working on training over the next few days (and praying that God will aid in an Isaiah 6:11 change). Jeff began a subliminal message technique with DaVinci a few days ago; every time he walks by him, Jeff repeats "Don't eat the chickens". He even gave him a lecture about how keeping the chickens around will result in endless eggs, sort of a "teach a man to fish" maxim. We'll let you know if the lessons stick.