I went outside this morning to pick the tens of oranges that the east winds blew from my trees and I could hear baby birds…the wayward winds and baby birds … confusion in the atmosphere, seems more like March?
By my own direction, I have baby chicks in the laundry room in late January, a bit early but I was anxious. I picked them up at the United States Post Office last week. I had 8 Ameraucanas– the Easter Egg Chicks – that I ordered and 5 little roosters that just came along for the ride here from east Texas. It is a cruel thing to think of but, the little female chicks are what I buy, for the eggs they will eventually lay, and the company packs a few free roosters in the box to keep the females warm. Oh my! Where is the justice in that? Hmmm…
Anyway, Nature is for real and sometimes it seems cruel and unfair – she does not concern herself with being politically correct – she leaves that to all of us.
I have only 6 of the 8 Ameraucanas left and 3 of the 5 roosters. It seems that during the night, when they are huddled together under the light, seemingly as one united flock, one will get stepped on and once the chick is down, once it is vulnerable, the rest have no problem continuing to step on it until the little chick dies, usually a slow death. It is a very cruel display of Nature, one of several that I have seen for the 20 plus years I have raised chickens. They will even begin to peck on the smallest chicken – pecking order, the original bullying?
I have learned so much from watching this simple animal. They have given me an insight into the darkness and the pureness of nature. What halts this barbaric treatment I write of, is the growth and maturity of the little chicks. I am very attentive (hence, a box in my laundry room) to constantly supply them with food and fresh water to assist or even hasten their growth so they can become strong enough to take good care of their selves and survive. The more care they get, the more they grow. On the other hand, the harsher the treatment, the more brutal the outcome. Wish me luck and hope that most survive to flourish and lay eggs in late summer.
Peace and Love