Bedding Material choices for Chickens. Raising chickens is just like raising the little babies – they require extra attention, affection and care, indeed.
When you see your baby chickens and the adult ones roaming here and there in the backyard, a strike of happiness comes out of the heart. My father was right; raising chickens is an interesting yet addictive hobby. My experience of raising chickens is not really vast, but within a short time span I have done a lot for my little babies. I loved the coop building part and yes, decorating it even was an interesting end. Similarly, setting up the food containers and building territories was even something I enjoyed a lot. I don’t have a larger flock of hens and chicks but that does not mean my efforts towards the maintenance are low. It absorbs the urineIt absorbs the other chicken droppings (waste)Acts as a nesting material – hens comfortably lay eggs there Pine shavings: Hay or straw: Shredded newspaper: Add a little DE Cedar shavings: Bamboo sticks: Sand flooring: Sawdust: Natural worming-what to feed chickens to help prevent internal parasites worms(graphic pic)
My flock is my little family; I mean all my chickens are babies to me.
They are so adorable and beloved that I cannot resist if something goes wrong. One fine morning I went to backyard to feed the babies and get the eggs too; I saw two of my fellows looked really tired and lazy. I thought it was because of food or maybe something other and sadly, I did not pay much attention. The next morning I found one of them lifeless; I was startled. I was too late to figure out what went wrong and my mistake cost my baby’s life. Raising Chickens for Meat: Do-it-yourself Pastured Poultry. Let’s get the hard part over with first.
I hug the hefty white rooster close to my chest to keep him calm on the way to the killing station. With one smooth move, I turn him upside down and place him snuggly in the cone. My left hand continues downward to gently extend his neck. I grab the knife with my right hand and swipe off his head. While he bleeds out, I dry my eyes. Strangely, it’s only because I have life-long affection for chickens that I can kill them at all. Even though I have raised them for years, I never expected to raise chickens for meat. Spring Flock In April 2008, I shared an order of Cornish cross chicks with my friend Jim.
In just a few days, they were so heavy I could carry only half the flock at a time or risk breaking the bottom out of the pet carrier. Genetically programmed for less than a two-month lifespan, my flock began to look elderly as they approached their eighth week. By the end of May, our Georgia weather was unseasonably hot. Fall Flock.