Chicks in the house

For years I have daydreamed about chickens and have periodically thought how nice it would be to have a little flock of my own. I was unprepared to commit to a rural life in order to have them, so it was just a nice, pleasant fantasy that went nowhere.

A couple of years ago, for about 8 months, I worked as a code compliance inspector for the city. My job was to investigate complaints, and to inspect home businesses for their licenses. During this time I learned that you can have chickens in the city, but no roosters. In fact, I got to see quite a few really nice backyard chicken set-ups during my inspection of home businesses. I also got to ask some questions about how it worked. I learned from chicken complaint calls that neighbors really hate it when you have a rooster, or when you don’t keep the coop cleaned out. There are literally hundreds of households in Portland, that keep chickens, only a very few complaints are made each year regarding them.

So time goes by and I’m still thinking about chickens. This year, is my year of the chicken. Saturday Danna, Tiger and I went and picked out our chicks. This brought back memories of my grandfather taking to us the feed store, and seeing the baby chicks. Back then, at Easter, they would dye the chicks in a rainbow of colors. Not so much any more.

We ended up taking home six, all different breeds. They’re so cute! Currently they are living in a box in my house, waiting to grow big enough to be moved outside to a new home, as yet unconstructed. They will be a very pretty flock when they grow up.

Some things I’ve learned so far: 1.) Chicks eat and drink a lot! I’ve filled the waterer and feeder several times in just 48 hours, especially the waterer. 2.) They’re little poop machines. 3.) They live to scratch. In fact, part of the reason I’ve filled the waterer so many times is that they keep scratching the bedding into the water dish.

The heat lamp has been the biggest challenge. Unfailingly it always needs to be at some point in mid-air where you just can’t get it. At one point we have a bar stool turned upside down, with a foot stool balanced on the bar stool’s feet, and a dowel rod counterbalanced in a hole of the footstool, with the heat lamp hanging from the dowel rod. Oh yeah, and all this was on top of a counter. Even after all this engineering, I’m not it’s in the right place, but hey they’re still alive!

The next step is to build the coop. Stay tuned for that! LOL