just when you think you have a slacker chicken

So Azul, the weird looking chicken had been laying pretty nicely.

Then suddenly nothing.  I gave up trying to be a chicken psychotherapist after the first year of having them in our midst.  They're weird.  And have little tiny brains; who knows what goes on in there.

So no eggs from Azul.  Whatever.

Then yesterday, Izzy found this.

Hmmmm, who's been laying eggs NOT in the coop?  in the barn. behind a plastic lid. in the gravel.

18 of them?!

The rest of the family is refusing to eat them.  But really, our version of summer hasn't been hot.  And a few days out?  I'm willing to take the chance.  So two were had for breakfast this morning.  We'll see if I'm regretting my decision by noon.

And maybe I should redecorate the boxes or something to make it more pleasant to lay eggs where they are supposed to be laid.  

The Hen Has More Chicks

I mean really, who can resist these?  The boys in the family were against it, but we girls (including the other hens, I like to think) won.

This is one of the men who hates chickens.  For the record, I'm not the one who brought them in the house this morning...

So it's Freddy, Hazel, and Dorothy added to Blanca, Karen, and Azul.  Yes, the names all mean something, but it's ridiculous to get into.

Yeah for spring chickens and (if it stops snowing and blowing here) Spring!