Did you know that chickens have earlobes? Well they do and some are very colorful! You might also find it interesting that chickens will lay a certain color egg based on the color of their earlobes. This is one of the most remarkable facts about chickens that I know. Chickens have tiny holes in the side of their head covered by feathers. Below, dangle their earlobes.
I got news today that one of my dear friend’s chickens passed away. I am praying and hoping time will heal all sadness and grief.
She will be missed dearly. She was loved by her human family as well as her chicken family. She was always up for new adventures. She loved our friend Peanut and had great times helping him escape and “paint the coop red”! She was a friendly little girl that enjoyed a good stroking of her feathers and was always curious and up for new adventures. She was gentle with all children. A soft and quiet soul who is now waiting at the “rainbow bridge” for her loved ones.
Just this side of heaven is a place called Rainbow Bridge.
When an animal dies that has been especially close to someone here, that pet goes to Rainbow Bridge.
There are meadows and hills for all of our special friends so they can run and play together.
There is plenty of food, water and sunshine, and our friends are warm and comfortable.
All the animals who had been ill and old are restored to health and vigor; those who were hurt or maimed are made whole and strong again, just as we remember them in our dreams of days and times gone by.
The animals are happy and content, except for one small thing; they each miss someone very special to them, who had to be left behind.
They all run and play together, but the day comes when one suddenly stops and looks into the distance. His bright eyes are intent; His eager body quivers. Suddenly he begins to run from the group, flying over the green grass, his legs carrying him faster and faster.
You have been spotted, and when you and your special friend finally meet, you cling together in joyous reunion, never to be parted again. The happy kisses rain upon your face; your hands again caress the beloved head, and you look once more into the trusting eyes of your pet, so long gone from your life but never absent from your heart.
Then you cross Rainbow Bridge together….
I have a good friend whom I have grown even closer to because of our love for chickens. She helped Peanut for a week before he was rehomed. I was afraid that he was going to be too disruptive with his cock-a-doodle dooing every 5 minutes. Once he figured out how to do this, he was non-stop! I was sure my neighbors were going to complain.
My friend agreed to take him. She lives in a wooded area of Cape Cod and has a large flock. She has two roosters and about 10 hens. So, Peanut went to Camp Chicken at her house. He stayed about 2 weeks and loved the attention from the new girls. He was never formally introduced to the flock and remained partitioned off from the rest. They could however talk and see each other through the chicken wire. Her Buff Orpington, Fuzzy, really took a liking to him. Dusky, her Silkie Rooster mix, did not care for Peanut. One day, Peanut escaped from his enclosure. He was loose in the large run with all the other chickens. All of the hens retreated except for Fuzzy. They had made a love connection! Upon my friend’s discovery of this escape, she said Dusky was standing by the entrance to the hen house and crowing, as if to say, “Stay away from my girls!” Who knows how long this chaos lasted?
Once Peanut was returned to his enclosure he remained at Chicken Camp for a few more days. We took him to his new home on the farm and that was it, or so I thought….
Little did I know, my dearest friend had taken some photos. Yesterday, I drove up the drive and saw two little squares folded in tissue wrap. She had made Peanut t-shirts for the kids! It has been about 2 weeks now since rehoming him. My eyes welled up with tears at seeing these adorable shirts and Peanut in all his glory. It was nice to see him again, even if it was on a t-shirt.
Here are the two Buff Orpingtons when they were 3 days old. Still as curious as ever. It is hard to believe that they look like full grown chickens within about 6 weeks. They are on an organic feed from Vermont. Who know there were so many options with the feed; mash, crumbles, pellets. Our girls at 16 weeks are now on layer pellets. They seem to be less messy and the girls don’t mind.
The Austrolorp, Tilly, is the head hen. She has been at the pecking order since day 1. It is amazing to see them grow. She is a sweet gentle natured girl. She is not the biggest anymore, but that does not seem to matter. They all have unique personalities and funny quirks. I never thought that I would ever love a chicken let alone all 6 of them.