Last Sunday we put together our other small house and run and the chicks, now three weeks old, moved from the brooder to the great outdoors. No more cheeping to greet us when we come downstairs in the morning.
For the chicks, it’s a huge change of environment. Inside there’s no wind, no weather, just a lovely cosy electric hen to snooze under in between eating and drinking. Now, although they’re safe from predators, they have the breeze, the sun, and the rain to contend with, and only each other to cuddle up to.
It always amuses us to watch them take their first steps into the outside world. So here is that part of the story, best told in pictures, I think. We start with the chicks in the house, plenty of Aubiose on the floor, but the doors shut. Only a little light comes in through the window and the ventilators.
We closed the run and left them to it so that they could find their food and water without being disturbed. When we next looked, six fluffy bottoms were poking out from under the feeder rain-hat, and all was right in their world.
It seems incredible how fast they grow. Here’s our earlier hatch, now 12 weeks old.
One of them is attempting to crow. We may be eating home-reared chicken sooner than we thought.