I fell off the wagon yesterday. The chicken wagon, that is. I went over to the hatchery and brought home twenty-five freshly hatched baby chicks. Again. Even though I swore I was done with chicks for the year. Don't ever believe me when I say that.
But look how cute they are...
So clean and fluffy, my son couldn't resist bringing them inside before they went out to the brooder box. Just look at that face. And that cute little egg tooth on the end of his beak. Now tell me you could resist that.
I think he's checking me out. I know Poppy's checking him out.
Whoops! I guess I made him mad. Maybe I shouldn't have mentioned the egg tooth. Don't worry Chicky, it'll be gone in a few days.
A nap makes everything better. Especially when you're snuggled up to Poppy.
But, don't nap too long. There's a party going on in the brooder box, and I hear there's a buffet! What a nice way to start your life on the homestead.
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