Meadow Musings

Readers, meet some baby birds:

This is a new foray for us: raising our own meat. We've been raising ducks (for eggs) for a few years now, and we thought it was time to branch out. Since chickens and ducks have pretty similar housing requirements, we figured it made sense to start with them (rather than, say, beefalo).

We know that we shouldn't get attached to them, so we have named all of the yellow ones Pot Pie. All of the black ones are named Marsala. The yellows are Cornish cross, which is the uber-generic meat bird in the US today. The black ones are some sort of hybrid called "Kosher King", which I think is a hysterical name for a bird breed.

They came to us through the USPS, and spent their first day recovering from their arduous journey. They have a wake:sleep cycle of about 4:2 minutes, and they'll just stop and fall asleep wherever they're standing. Even if it's in the food.