Officially official!

We're legal, baby! For two months now, we've had our baby chickens, but we only had a partial approval for the coop. The final OK couldn't come until the inspector returned to check out our chicks. In Ferndale, the town where we live, the local ordinance allows only three hens and no roosters. So today's …

Week eight: Clucky

"CLUCK!" Up to this point, the girls have made a variety of noises that range from their infant "peeps" to sing-songy trills. But this time it was undeniable. Loretta goes down as the first chick to cluck. It was throaty, and confident. Just as I would expect from her. Hours later there's a dust-up in …

A big, big world

Normally when I go out at dusk, the girls already are tucked away in the hen house. But last night, they busily munched away on a large piece of watermelon. We had a rare 86-degree May day, and the girls were riled up. I opened the coop door and told them it was time for …

Week seven: Pecking order

Just seven short weeks ago, I was teaching three little chicks how to drink ... and marveling at their fuzzball antics. Today, they are miniature chickens, testing their wings and chasing worms. My, how time flies. Loretta, Nellie and Gigi just finished their first full week in the chicken coop. The first night was cold …