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The chicks (three weeks old now!) are out and about every day now. At any given moment, there are up to eight chicks out there. The smaller ones tend to stay inside, where it’s warm. At least half the flock has never even stepped foot outdoors, and that’s okay. Because we kept them locked in the coop for several days before moving them outside, they know that it’s home, so they’re not likely to go down the ramp and forget to come back up. I figure they’ll go out when they’re ready, and if we don’t force it, they won’t be as likely to get stuck outside.
Today, it’s blustery, cold, and rainy. I hesitated to put the ramp down, because I didn’t want to have to crawl back in the run and fetch a cold, peeping chick out of there. (I had to do that during the first two days.) But they are so happy outside, so I gave in, and immediately, three or four chicks came flying out the door. They always fly out first thing, and jump around happily, fluttering their wings and making happy peepy noises. There are less outside today than usual, which proves to me that they are smart and won’t go out if it’s too cold.
Last night, for the first time, I went out at dusk and they were all inside! I didn’t have to fetch any chicks! Woo hoo! I love our little tractor, but it’s not very human-friendly, if you know what I mean. My back is killing me after a few days of finding lost chicks under the coop. And don’t even ask me about the chick poo on my jeans!