Okay, I love my chickens! I love my chickens way more than I ever thought possible. And, they haven't even laid a single egg! I love watching them. I love holding them. I don't love cleaning up the copious amounts of poop, but I really don't mind it at all. I am anxious because I think our beloved Zoe is a rooster. Some have told me it's too early to tell, but this chicken separates from the other four and has a bright red comb and bright red, large wattles. If Zoe is a Lenny, then we'll have to find him another home because roosters are a no go in the neighborhood. I guess it is too early to tell, but I let my anxiety get the better of me. Because....

I went to the feed store and saw they had 4 Ameraucanas left of the final shipment of chicks. I couldn't just take one for many irrational reasons, so I brought all four home. That's right, I now have 9 chickens! I hope I don't get busted, because I think the Residential limit is technically 5. I'm just going to see how long I can get away with it. This is probably my most rebellious moment in my life.
The Ameraucana are so cool because they will lay BLUE eggs! How cool is that?! Also, they really love me. They think I'm there mom or something. Whenever we take them out to play, they crowd around me and jump all over me and don't venture too far. I really love that!