Things that make me happy on a rainy Monday…include:
- my hens finally starting to lay eggs. The eggs pictured have all been collected since Friday. The brown eggs are from my Buff Brahmas, the blue is from an the prettiest hen I have, a partridge marked Aracauna mix with iridescent black sheen, the white is by request, a store-bought egg for size comparison :)
- our dog doesn’t have a brain tumor, but she does have a brain (we weren’t sure) and now she’s down two teeth and is miserable, but she’s finally diagnosed and she’s her way back to being healthy
- the STOOPID account exec I’ve been gritting my teeth to work with with has been reassigned, YEAH! I can finally move the project forward now, since the client and I are have been on the same page from the start and stuck working with this chick who is really CLUELESS when it comes to project management and communication
- Tomorrow is Valentine’s Day and Kevin has offered to make me dinner down on the boat. Yeah! Don’t know where our relationship is going, don’t care, just plan to have fun, and wine. There will be wine…
Okay, so I picked up 11 five-week old chicks awhile back, and then two of them were bantams (half-size) and one of the bantams turned out to be a rooster. So, after trying to find homes for them on my chicken list, I found a guy on Craig’s List looking to trade for quail. We emailed then I drove out and dropped off the birds. I was supposed to pick up 3 quail, but he gave me all 19. I know nothing about quail — well, except that California Quail are our State Bird.
So, as with all things fowl, 13 of the quail get along and they pick on the smallest six, so I have to keep them separated.
On Wednesday, as we were leaving for Vegas, I did a final check on the birds and found an egg in the quail cage. An EGG! I knew this was a possibility, but what a shock! These are the smallest quail — Japanese Coturnix — dressed to eat, they would probably be the size of a lemon.
We returned from Vegas at midnight last night. When i checked on the birds there were two more eggs in the nest box, plus one that our pet sitter collected and another this morning. So, here they are in all their glory — are our quail eggs to date. Another 15 or 20 and we can have breakfast.
From the other 13 quail - nada (though several are male and have been awfully frisky lately), and from the 13 chickens, well, nine are too young and the four I added didn’t start laying this fall either because they molted or because the idiot vegans that were raising them didn’t give them enough protein to lay. They likely won’t start laying until spring. But the little guys - Heros in my book!