Wednesday, August 15, 2012
animals from andy to zinnie
edit, 8/16: zinnie died today. i thought she was fine. the other chickens didn't try to attack her, they just squawked a lot at first, and later calmed down, but they did chase her away if she got in their way. last night when i checked on them, all four were cuddled up together. this morning the others were leaving her alone. i put up a perch that only zinnie could get to, just in case the others got aggressive and she needed to escape. i don't know what happened, but when i came home from work she was dead on the floor of the coop. i feel awful.
obviously i needed another chicken. OBVIOUSLY. i'm now outnumbered by furry and feathered friends at a ratio of 6:1.
the new addition is a 10-week-old silver laced wyandotte. she was free on craigslist--her sister was eaten by a fox, and the owners didn't want to keep just one lonely chicken. plus the fox might come back, and they didn't feel ready to have chickens in the first place--they didn't have a coop built yet, so the babies were sleeping in mailboxes.
silver laced wyandotte is the breed i wanted most of all this spring, but they were totally sold out.
this is what she'll look like. she'll fit with the white/black/gray theme of my little flock beautifully. she'll produce brown or tan eggs, approximately 200-240 a year.
the ladies are not sure what to make of her at all. it's going to take some getting used to. if i need to keep her in isolation for a while i can do that, but i don't want to...
her old owners called her "wild rose," because she liked to hide under a wild rosebush in their backyard. i'm changing her name to zinfandel (because she's a "WINE-dot"), and zinnie for short, to fit with the others. now there's minerva, wynonna, printemps and zinfandel--minnie, wynnie, prinnie and zinnie.
today is the first day all three of the older girls laid an egg! turns out prinnie is a white egg layer. that's ok. minnie is still laying every day (13 total now), wynnie has laid three, and prinnie has done one and a half (her first one was an "oops egg," with no shell).