Our Four Little Friends

April 15, 2010


Our Four Chickens

Our four chickens in their coop

We’ve been talking about this for over a year now, and this past Sunday it finally happened: we procured chickens. Four chickens, to be exact. Caleb and Kristin made the trip out to Eden Farms and brought home four little birds. Caleb was looking for some variety (and suffered from a bit of indecision), so each chicken is a different variety (Barred Rock. Rhode Island Red, Red Star, and Black Star).

We unloaded them into their run (the part of the coop that is open to the grass floor), and after a few minutes of wandering around a bit aimlessly, the adventurous Rhode Island Red discovered that she could jump into the coop. The rest followed suit. However, we’ve never seen them leave the coop since! Every morning Whitney and I check on them, fill up their water and food sources, and open the coop so our friends can exit out to their run. It seems they’ve yet to take us up on the offer. Caleb and Kristin have been in charge of checking on the chickens in the evening (basically performing our duties in reverse). We suspect that they are simply still growing accustomed to being out of the cages in which they’ve spent the bulk of their first seven weeks.

Initially, our plan was to purchase laying hens. Our year-long experiment on the farm just doesn’t give us much time to raise chickens from their youth and still allow them to produce eggs for any substantive amount of time. However, we weren’t quick enough, and the best we could do was to find hens that will start laying in June. In the mean time we’ll be feeding them and hoping they don’t become lunch for any native wildlife.

Switching gears.

We had a busy weekend. In addition to adding chickens to our mix, we celebrated Kristin’s birthday by an afternoon picnic at an organic tulip festival at a nearby local farm. We enjoyed their show garden and picking from their rows and rows of brightly colored flowers. Lucy even got in on the act, though she had a hard time distinguishing the nuances between simply picking tulips and eating them (Kristin: “it looks like we’re buying that one”). Yuck.

Speaking of Lucy, I must mention that I compiled an album of various interactions with the smallest of our housemates. We’re shamelessly showcasing her cuteness. I hope she doesn’t mind!


PS—as you may have gathered, we’ve yet to name our chickens. While we’re throwing around several ideas of our own, we’d like to hear suggestions, too. Go to town.



After observing the chickens, do names come to mind?


Bonnie — April 15, 2010

Janis, Joan, Stevie, and Pat.

Angela Fritz — April 15, 2010

As is, Janis Joplin, Joan Jett, Stevie Nicks and Pat Benatar?

Kristin Thomas Sancken — April 15, 2010

You should name one of the chickens Timber, one Nike, one Costco, and one 1C1.

Stephen Sedler — April 15, 2010

Scratch that, 2C1 instead.

Stephen Sedler — April 15, 2010

Yay you got your chicks! We had a blast naming ours. And you never know- they might start laying early! Ours started laying about 2 months before they were supposed to. It was the best surprise! Maybe you can name them after famous powerful women 😉 Then you can say “oh look, Marie Curie just pooped” OR “Hey, Rosa Parks just swallowed an entire mouse” OR “Look at Jane Austen’s shiny comb!”

stacy lundberg — April 15, 2010

Stephen, you forgot Portland. The Costco chicken would require that we get membership cards before receiving her eggs.

Caleb — April 15, 2010

over-easy and sunny-side-up (sunny for short)

Chris — April 18, 2010

Katheryn, Janette, Stella, and Lael

Warren Sancken — April 18, 2010

How about a nostalgic blast from Caleb’s past:
Princess Adora, Glimmer, Swift Wind, and Madame Razz!

Joni Sancken — April 18, 2010