New Arrivals

Apparently after a year of laying, the egg supply slows down. Kinda like women in their forties (kinda). So Mr.BCF decided that we should keep up egg production. He is a project manager when he is not farming. Now our coop accomodates 6 chickens, so someone has to go. We ordered 2 new chicks and 2 lucky chickens, chosen based on bad behaviour, will be going to the farm down the road owned by some elderly Italian farmers. I don't even want to know if those girls become chicken cacciatore. I'll just assume they are happily, however progressively more slowly, laying eggs. So we ordered 2 new chicks. I walked into the feedstore and said to the stoic farmer behind the counter, "I'm here to pick up some chicks! "I was so tickled by my own humour. Mr. Sourpuss farmer didn't share in my joy. Mr.BCF also thought we should get a new breed, so we could tell the new from the old apart. He is so smart. We settled on black sexlinks. They are a cross between the barred rock (our "old stock") and rhode island red, I think...anyhow, they are just plain old black. The sexlink part comes from the fact that you can tell the boys from the girls really easily when they are teeny tiny. That fact should come in handy at cocktail parties when you're picking up chicks.