They are adorable when they’re little and fuzzy with their teeny tiny peeps and tweets.
Then, they grow into beautiful birds.
Their feathers are sleek and shiny and their combs are bright red. They no longer peep and cheep. They cluck and strut.
Ok, not really calculating, but they are really mean.
But…they are also useful.
They give us eggs for a healthy breakfast and meat for our freezer.
They create compost for the gardens and get rid of those pesky garden pests.
And…their antics make great blog posts.
Within the next month, we’ll be getting our new flock. This year, we won’t try to integrate them. Even if our Stars are still laying, we’ll most likely butcher them. The infighting was too stressful for both me and the birds.
The Red Stars we got last season have been great layers. Even in this cold weather we are getting, on average, 6 eggs a day from 7 birds. The Reds were good too, but there is something about the Stars that I like.
Maybe they aren’t so mean or maybe I’m still holding a grudge against the Reds for starting the Chicken Wars.
We’ll do a little research, but right now the plan is to get 15 new Red Stars.
We’ll keep them separate from the current flock, but once they start laying eggs…the 7 remaining hens will go from coop to freezer.
Here little chick, chick
So fluffy, fuzzy and cute
Time to get growing