I'm feeling a little proud of myself that we've made it through the first week and kept them all alive.
We cleaned out the crate the other day and gave them fresh shredded paper bedding. Can't say that's my favorite part, but it wasn't nearly as bad as I thought it might be.
We moved the crate from the bathroom counter to the bath tub so I can reach them more easily and it's closer to the window for some air ventilation, but no draft.
While I cleaned the crate, M made a fresh ramp for them to walk up to their water dish. We put them in another box while we cleaned and they squawked away. But they paused for a close up.
I try to pick them up every day so they get used to people, but sometimes they freak out and huddle in the corner under the heat lamp where it's hard to reach them.
They'll be in the crate for another six week or so, till they have all their feathers, but they're growing fast. The littlest ones were only a few days old when we got them and were all fuzz, but now have feathers developed on their wings. The chick closest in the photo is about two weeks old now and has some tail feathers too.
Chickens are strange and their feet weird me out, but they're just so adorable.
And with that, a little #inspiremefriday love to Alicia, Eileen, Stacey, Julie, Megan, Sarah, Emily, Erika and Rachel.