Tuesday, March 15, 2005

More chick lit



They are so tiny when they first arrive. This one is just two days old. I love the racing stripes but I'm trying to resist the temptation to name them all after Formula One drivers.



One of the most fun things in the world. To hold out your hand and have a horde of warm fuzzy little bodies crowd around to eat out of it.

A chick can't stand being left out of something important. And they're not as gentle as you might think. If one can't muscle her way in, she'll make a flying LEAP onto the pile of chicks in front of her. This goes for feeding time as well as nap time.

Their favorite way to sleep is all together in a little chick scrum. But they all want to be in the middle. So if one is late to the game, she'll LEAP into the middle of the pile. It seems hard to get much uninterrupted sleep if you're a chick.

The Marans are the shy ones in this group. They almost never leap, they just run around and around and around the outside, looking for a way in. They wait to eat until the others are finished. They sleep on the outer layer of the scrum. You want to send them to a Dale Carnegie course for a little self confidence.

11 comments:

Jean said...

Oh,so sweet, so tiny, I can feel their soft, soft down just looking at the photos. Thank you for this. And for all your sharing of your beautiful place.

(and I was wondering how you manage to post more than one pic per blog entry - you mentioned that you just use Hello, I think...?)

Rurality said...

Thanks Jean! Well doing it the way I'm doing it is a pain in the patootie (that's a technical term!), but it works.

First you post the pic with Hello. Edit the post and copy the info, then delete the post and paste the info into a newly created post. Etc.

Hope that makes sense. I'm sure there is a better way, with other services, but I just haven't taken the time to figure it out yet.

Jean said...

Hmm... patooties indeed spring to mind... thanks anyway. And thank you for visiting my blog and for the advice you left about blogrolling.

Forms said...

Hey,

I couldnt help but laugh at this paragraph:

"A chick can't stand being left out of something important. And they're not as gentle as you might think. If one can't muscle her way in, she'll make a flying LEAP onto the pile of chicks in front of her. This goes for feeding time as well as nap time."

happyandblue2 said...

They are so cute. The chicks are always one of the biggest hits at the petting zoo at fair time. Now I know why.

Jean said...

Yay, I managed to post two pictures - thank you! Hoping for update pix as the chicks grow.

Rurality said...

Forms, and it's so true! Wish I could make a little movie of it. It's especially hilarious when they're so small.

HB2, I shudder to imagine the number of small hands that have smashed little chicks by "petting".

Jean, will do. They go through an awkward teenage stage later on. :)

inners0ul said...

Hi there, I just popped by over from 'stillsoftime'

Oh the chicks are so cute! The pics are really well taken! I keep cockatiels at home. I do agree it's nice when they come around for affection!

Rurality said...

Thanks, and thanks for stopping by! I love your pictures of - I don't really know what to call them - little posed fighting articulated men. I kept imagining that they get up and battle each other at night when nobody's awake to see them...

Hick said...

I stopped by to see your ant eating/catching chickens. They are adorable but I don't know if I'd want them in the house...may cause more problems than the ants.

Hey! My dog's name is Jasmine also, I call her Jazz for short.

Hey! I live in a rural area, also.

Hey! I'm a gardener, too.

Maybe you are my good twin.

Heh!

P.S. You take some bee-utiful photos.

Rurality said...

Too funny. Our dog is sometimes Jazz and sometimes Jazzy Wazzy and sometimes other silly things.

I am a rank amateur at the gardening thing. Maybe I'd better be the evil twin...?