Baby chickens seem as fragile as a wind-flower you may shatter in one clumsy move and poof it's gone. But it's been a relief to see them all healthy and strong and STUBBORN. Once they get to be about two weeks old you feel (I'll say it again) quite relieved. Let me introduce them to you, but first let me give you a little background on me. You see I've always been a bit dreamy and a lot of my recent dreams have come out looking like chickens. I knew that I either wanted Buff Brahma Bantams or Buff Orpingtons and just recently Amauricana's. So recent, that I knew really nothing about their faulty breeding problems with all that confusion about Araucana's and Easter Egger's. So when Daddy took me chicken shopping, we found Amauricana's at a feedstore. I bought eight little fluffy balls of hope that are probably who knows what. I say who cares?! I can grow with the hens I've got for now and someday, my little nothing chickens will be Martha Washington's in historical Amauricana linage.
For now, I'm really looking forward to seeing what colors I get out of three gold chicks, two duckling patterned ones, a speckled headed one, a greyish speckled and a production red (Delphi) she's Daddy's. So there's eight all together. All with comfy fluffy names that I thought up on the first day!
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