We (the Gardners) got our six little chickies the day after Easter when they were just a few days old. They were just teeny-tiny and oh-so-fluffy. We got them through our friends who gave us the rabbit (he is an Ag teacher in a local high school and the students were selling them). I believe they are Rhode Island Reds (a breed that is primarily used for laying), crossed with another breed to make them more cold-hardy.
These photos were taken 3 days after we got them and was their first venture out into the great big backyard.
This is three days later...when they were about a week and a half old. It's rather scary how fast they grow. And yes, that is a beer cap in the first picture. Only the best for our chicks.
Time lapse. Chicks at just over 2 weeks old.
Scary big and kind of scraggly...is that a word?
As far as we know, they are all females. I hope so, for their sakes. No roosters allowed around here, you know...corrupting the sisterhood and all.
I'm contemplating names for them. So far I am only able to identify two of them. One because she has more white feathers than the others, and the other because she's so dang fast I can barely catch her! The latter has been christened Nellie (as in Nervous Nellie). I'm thinking about prefacing all their names with "Sister" as we are kind of running a chicken nunnery.
My husband says I'm turning into a weird chicken lady. I think I am too.