On Saturday my mom, little brother, little sister, Shawn and I took a drive up past where Gabe and Shawn were born and picked up some silkie chickens; two adults and two chicks. It was a really nice drive. It’s all farming country there, and the rolling fields were all corn, soy beans or cattle.

The woman showed us around her huge, old wooden barn, and all her animals, including her 15 horses. I almost died. There was a horse there that looked so similar to my mare Willow. I felt my heart stop.

There was a Percheron cross mare that loved Shawn. She swung her huuuuuge head over the dutch door and breathed all over him. She was so gentle.

The woman had a bunch of ducks, geese, chickens and some goats, including two angora goats that looked just like silky wool sheep. So cute!

So now my little sister has these silkie chickens, and she is over the moon. The two adults are white, but the chicks are black. She and my brother named the adults (keep in mind my brother is 7, and she is 11) Pyjamas and Meanie, and the chicks are Black Pearl and Bouncy.

Phineas has passed away, with Jim Moriarty now climbing the ranks to become head rooster. The Scraggly Roadrunner took Jim’s place as second in command and Chin Wu… is Chin Wu. Never any breaks for the bantams!

The Auracaunas we bought this spring appear to be all roosters ::sigh:: except for two hens. ALL ROOSTERS!

Last night, I took Zoe for a walk with Shawn in the Moby wrap, and on my way home, I did a double take. Someone put a sign up that says “Slow Chickens Ahead”. It’s a mystery where this sign came from, coz it’s on the telephone pole on our neighbor’s property… The same neighbors that hate us. As you can see in the picture, it’s not a homemade sign, either. Where it came from is a mystery!