One Misty Moisty Morning
When cloudy was the weather
The pullets got nestboxes
We all rejoiced together!
I ordered new nest boxes…real nest boxes. Not the wooden jalopy I normally make but galvanized metal.
I’ll build some sort of framework to hold it after work today but for now I’m just glad I don’t have to hunt for eggs every day.
While we’re taking pictures of the chickens, the younger pullets are coming along nicely.
…and we’re just about ready to harvest our Thanksgiving dinner. I need to order a couple of turkey-sized bags for the freezer.
Have you ever seen a pullet laying her first egg? I would swear to you she’s embarrassed. First she’s uncomfortable then she feels like something happened…something she couldn’t control. She whips around to take a look at what just happened and sees what looks like a rock. “Did I do that?” She takes a quick look around at the rest of the flock to see who saw what just happened then takes a quick peck at the thing just to make sure it’s real. If she breaks the shell she’ll probably just eat the egg. If not, she’ll just run away hoping to avoid future social stigma.
Maybe it’s not that dramatic but I’ve seen it happen a few times. Pullets are always surprised when they lay an egg. It’s pretty funny.
These pullets arrived on Mar. 1st. Today (July 14th) I found my first pullet egg from the new flock.
It was laying in an opened chicken tractor in the alfalfa. Well, if there’s one there’s probably two. Sure enough.
Two blue eggs. I’ve never gotten blue eggs before brown. I’m amazed. In the past our Easter Eggers were always the last to lay. Far out. I need to get busy building nesting boxes…