Day 48

Apparently another big day outside for the ladies--of course I missed it because I was inside working on their coop. I mean I did other stuff, too, but . . .
Windows are done (97%), sliding chicken-ramp door is done (90%), nest box is attached to the main door/wall . . . some real progress, though I'm ready for it to be all done.

Anyway, I guess the girls ate a lot of worms. I believe it because their poop is weird--but not smell weird, so I'm not complaining.


Noodle Soup, still looking pretty fat. Too bad we're not raising them for the table . . .



Salad Sandwich--how many shots do I have of her on one leg? I don't think I have any of the other girls doing this . . .


Pot Pie "No poop here, nothing to see, move along folks . . . "
(there is, in fact, poop behind that wing)




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Day 47

OMG, look how fat these chicks are!
They've spent like eight hours outside today eating everthing in sight, with little apparent concern for nutritional value. Then they came in and started gobbling up their chick feed--in fact you can see it on a couple of their beaks.
Sallie got a big slug and managed to keep it for herself--kinda surprising how fast it went down the hatch once she stopped trying to get away from the other two. She's no the fastest runner--more of a trotter--but she's persistent.



Noodle Soup, full of grass.
Kinda looks like a russian nesting doll.



Salad Sandwich--so heavy she can't get off the ground.
Actually she made a nice high arc out of the studio, but the other two--calling it a feather assisted hop would be generous today.



This is what a fat chick looks like when she poops.
(beak covered in food)

But seriously, y'all can see what I'm talking about--they're stuffed, right?



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Day 46

Another big day outside for the ladies. They were out in the backyard all day with the (really old) cat, who just seems to be ignoring them. At her age they're way to fast and big to be considered prey.
Chrissy didn't notice someone pooped on her shirt while she was sunbathing and put it back on--that was my greeting when I biked home from yoga this morning (that's how we role in Portland) "Yuck, gross chickens!" Pretty funny, wish I'd had seen it.



Noodle Soup


Salad Sandwich



Pot Pie


That's it, gotta run to a dinner party.



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Day 45

I was about to run out to the hardware store to get some coop stuff, but there wasn't really time before my lunch engagement, so I guess it's 3cAd time . . .


Noodle Soup


Her new thing is to jump up onto my back while I'm taking pictures of Sallie, as at some point I usually bend over/lean in. Then she hangs out on my shoulder while I go through Sallie and Pottie's sessions.



Salad Sandwich



She makes me feel a little guilty about holding the other girls--she seems a little bothered by sharing the hand time.



Pot Pie



She only minds sharing food . . .




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Day 44

So y'all know this isn't going to last forever, right? The girls are almost grown . . . well, at least fully feathered. If only Pot Pie would hurry up.
I'm just preparing you for the day there's no new picture on here. It's probably going to coincide with the coop getting finished.
Which I made some progress on for the first time in a week or so--got the ramp done and screened in the windows . . . now to run the power . . .



Noodle Soup.
The first session with the girls today had some digital technical problems, so I had to reshoot them--they really loved going back in the studio.




Salad Sandwich -- The Karate Kid IV.



Pot Pie.
The bribery method of endearment seems to be working a bit--let her eat out of my hand, then she was happy to settle down and sit in it for awhile. They all are still small enough to fit in one hand.



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Day 43

So it's the other type of scale day, today, for a bit of perspective. back out with the mug from day 32.


Noodle Soup showing it all off and dunking a little wing tip.



Salad Sandwich hiking up her bloomers before taking a poo.


Pot Pie keeping it together. She was not nearly as freaky-outy with Chrissy handling her today--she even managed to wash her foot in the sink (poop, of course). I can't imagine getting that chicken over to the bathroom while staying clear of her foot--good job!




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Day 42

Another close call . . . but soon these girls will no longer be chicks and I won't have to do this blog every single day.
I jush got back from a new hotel's artist reception (the decore is very local artisty) with an open bar and lots of unhealthy hor d'oeuvres, like mini scotch (quail) eggs. Lot's of coolie Portlanders, but for our national audience I'll just mention G. Van Sant was in attendance.
And now for the chicks . . .


Noodle Soup about to fly, but with her pretty face still in focus . . . poop stain under her foot . . .




Salad Sandwich . . . yes, I think that's poop on her foot . . . it's cool, I washed my hands before I typed this . . .


Pot Pie--I've got a new plan for her. She's very stomach oriented, so I'm gonna start buying her cooperation with food--we'll see how that works out.

My friend Sandra, an artist for whom the rececption was held, stopped in to see the girls in person (she of course is an avid blog follower and supporter). She was pretty impressed with the rapport I have with most of the chickens (you know who I'm excluding from that statement).
Chrissy, my other chicken oriented roommate was just out of town for four or five days, and when I came home I asked her how the girls were doing--she replied "they're huge!"
Yeah . . . hopefully by this weekend I'll have 'em out in the coop . . .




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