Chicken Sunday

This week:
One. We fed the chicks worms.
Two. I nearly crushed one to death
 and Kacin won't let me forget it.

One: Worms.
Chickens like worms.
And they go ballistic when they get one.
This was an evenings entertainment.

 Can you find the worms?

It was right under her nose
and she didnt get it.

We resorted to dangling the worms in front of them.

Two. Near Death

When we were working on the never ending

project of organizing the garage,

I 

ACCIDENTALLY

bumped the chicken box with a bike.

A chicken started cheeping

a lot

so I finished putting away the bike

and went and checked on them.

When I bumped the box,

the water fell over

and landed on one of the chicks

trapping it.

The poor thing.

Kacin is not happy with me

for nearly crushing the chicken to death.

He also says it took me too long to go and help it.

And that I made her lose feathers. 

But I assure you

that despite the fact I am far from being an animal lover

I did not do it on purpose

and

she is just fine now.