Friday, April 12, 2013
Journal #40
This year my family and I have moved to a new house with a good amount of land in hopes to become more self sufficient. So far we have planted trees, started our garden, gotten bees, and our newest addition is baby chicks. We now have six baby chicks and we were suppose to get six hens, but the place we were going to get them from had an accident. A fox had gotten into the hen house and killed all of the hens we were going to buy! It was terrible. We were still able to buy our baby chicks though. On Sunday, I went with my parents to pick up the baby chicks. I think the name of the store was Farm & Home Supply, but I am not really sure. I think all the home supply stores sound the same. I was surprised with how many different breeds of chicks they had. They had chicks ranging from tiny black ones that were only a few days old to larger orange ones that were a little over a week old. The breed that we picked is black and brown, but I cannot recall the official name. While the employee helped my Dad catch the chicks we wanted, something terribly traumatic happened. In one of the crates of chicks I noticed a tiny little black chick that was not moving. It did not look good. At first I thought he was just sleeping, but when I looked closely I saw that he was not breathing! The poor baby chick had died! The other chicks in the crate were completely oblivious and walked all over it. It was incredibly sad. Then the manager had to come over and take care of it. This was the last thing I wanted to happen to our six baby chicks. All of the chicks we got were females and I got the pleasure of naming each of them. Their names are Ariel, Rapunzel, Arora, Belle, Snow, and Cinderelly. I like Disney princesses if you can't tell. The baby chicks are so cute and I was so excited to bring them home! They live in our garage in their own little crate with their heating lamp, food, water, etc. I like that they live there because every morning when I leave for school, I can tell the baby chickies goodbye. Saying hello to them is also the first thing I do when I get home. I wish they could stay this small and cute forever!
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