This weekend the little chigs graduated from their box in the shop to a playpen under the eaves of our big old dilapidated chicken house.
It’s a pretty sweet little setup, with lot of room for them to run around and flap and hop, all securely closed up with chicken wire, and bedded with pine shavings.
They still have a big box with their heat lamp to come home to and stay toasty, and it seems that they are getting acclimated to the new surroundings pretty quickly. And when it gets dark, it looks like there’s a party going on in there! (I put a big chunk of gnarly wood there on the left, just because they like jumping on top of stuff)
In sheepy news, I got a little more Edgar shearing done- I’m back to his hips now 🙂
The rest of the boys seemed kind of curious about getting sheared, milling about at the entrance to the shed-
But of the remaining four, I was only able to convince Chone to let me clean up around his neck a little.
Now he can get good neck rubs. That’s all he really cares about
Have a great week!