In another couple of weeks the chicks will be pastured, so I thought they’d like to have a field trip. Sunshine and grass, I thought. From office life to the wild world. At least they’d like to see the catmint (or so I thought).
They were so not interested.
This guy peeped peeped peeped
all the way back to the box. The other two chicks in the box were peeping just as loudly. Marco! Polo! Marco! Polo!
The chick had no interest in adventure, so I let him go home and pulled out another.
This chick was more interested in the world, but wasn’t a big fan of the bark mulch. I thought he might like the grass
but he didn’t. He’s a chicken. He wants to go home with all the other chickens and the warm red light.
He knows what the world is supposed to look like, and it doesn’t involve grass or catmint or any of that field trip stuff. He likes the world of a kiddy pool, a heat lamp, waterer, and excellent kind of feeder with a bar that spins if you run over the top. It’s probably be different if these chicks had a Mom, but without one, they love the simplicity of routine and very few choices.
They didn’t want to have an adventure at all.
so cute! great photos. say, what does Jessie think of the new families?
It’s hard to break out of a comfortable routine ~ even for people!! Those chicks are SO cute! Great close-ups!
They are just the cutest little things. I want some!
These chicks are so cute! Did you name them all? I’d be taking pics of these cuties all day!
Cute chicks.