At the Kuegler mini-farm, we've had our flock of chickens for over two years, with egg production almost at the two-year mark. So, we've become quite used to the daily routine of checking food and water supplies and gathering eggs. The chickens are accustomed to our presence. In fact, they rush the door to their pen when they hear footsteps, in hopes of receiving leftover pizza crust or apple cores.
With all of the human-chicken harmony, we were a little surprised recently when one of our girls changed from being a protective mother to being aggressive. As noted last
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An End to the Egg Mini-Recession?
by Michele January 21st, 2010 | Chickens
We have been chicken farmers at the Kuegler mini-farm for over 18 months. During this time, we have had many exciting moments: a runaway chick, the first egg, the chickens' first encounter with snow. However, in early December, we realized that our chickens' time with us may be ending sooner than planned.
Although we like having chickens, our decision to get a flock of eighteen was for eggs. We didn't want eighteen new pets, we wanted chickens that would provide us with eggs. So, in late November when our girls' egg production dropped from six or seven eggs per day
Although we like having chickens, our decision to get a flock of eighteen was for eggs. We didn't want eighteen new pets, we wanted chickens that would provide us with eggs. So, in late November when our girls' egg production dropped from six or seven eggs per day
First Snow 2009
by Michele December 10th, 2009 | Chickens
The first snowstorm of the 2009-2010 winter arrived at the Kuegler mini-farm during the night. Inside the house there were great cheers at the school cancellation announcement. However, outside in the coop, the reaction was quite different.
Entering the chicken pen, I found at least six inches of snow covering the ground. As I opened the coop door, I was greeted in the typical manner with the girls crowding the entry, ready to jump out. However, seeing the white coating on the ground, they stopped short.
Thankfully the chickens reacted quickly, and no one fell out of the coop and into the
Entering the chicken pen, I found at least six inches of snow covering the ground. As I opened the coop door, I was greeted in the typical manner with the girls crowding the entry, ready to jump out. However, seeing the white coating on the ground, they stopped short.
Thankfully the chickens reacted quickly, and no one fell out of the coop and into the
