Oh wow... yesterday was a crazy day. I finally have time to post about it. So. It all started with an email from a fellow chicken-lover who knew I was in CT. I clicked the attached link, and up came a Craigslist ad for 3 hens that were 10 minutes away from me. It stated right there in the ad that they would be killed unless a home was found, simply because they got a new flock, and these hens didn’t “mesh well with the chicks”. Which of course they wouldn’t, these are adult hens! But knowing me, I’m a huge sap and just had to take them 
So I drove to meet this person, and I ended up taking home 3 free laying hens (as if I don’t have enough chickens). I get home, and these chickens are sitting in a closed box in my yard. One of the chickens jumps out of the box, and right over my fence!
The next forty minutes consisted of my family and I chasing a chicken through thick woods, across a busy road, and all over a huge hill. Let’s just say, it was not how I was expecting to spend my night
Next step was making a quarantine pen that I didn’t have, because this was an unexpected rescue. So, after safely capturing the chicken, I turned the underside of my trampoline into a makeshift pen. Not too shabby. So yes, I am the momma of three new girls that needed a home. Meet Bunny the easter egger (he said she was Amaracauna, but I don’t think so), Smush the red sex link, and RoadRunner the brown leghorn (aka, the run away 
). I’ll definitely take some better pictures later. So... kill me now, chicken math is a disease 
Bunny, Smush, and RoadRunner
So I drove to meet this person, and I ended up taking home 3 free laying hens (as if I don’t have enough chickens). I get home, and these chickens are sitting in a closed box in my yard. One of the chickens jumps out of the box, and right over my fence! The next forty minutes consisted of my family and I chasing a chicken through thick woods, across a busy road, and all over a huge hill. Let’s just say, it was not how I was expecting to spend my night Next step was making a quarantine pen that I didn’t have, because this was an unexpected rescue. So, after safely capturing the chicken, I turned the underside of my trampoline into a makeshift pen. Not too shabby. So yes, I am the momma of three new girls that needed a home. Meet Bunny the easter egger (he said she was Amaracauna, but I don’t think so), Smush the red sex link, and RoadRunner the brown leghorn (aka, the run away ). I’ll definitely take some better pictures later. So... kill me now, chicken math is a disease Bunny, Smush, and RoadRunner
