Come on weather....make up your mind!

I've been absent from my blog for a few days....too much to do, too little time!  On Friday, Lucy came out of the coop limping severely.  My poor baby girl.   Her and Roo do not get along and I suspect that he beat her up.  She's staying in my chicken infirmary (actually a cage in my kitchen) for now and I've had to learn how to give her antibiotics.  Shoving a syringe down a chickens throat is not an easy task.  A lot of patience is needed and I'm always scared that it will end up in her windpipe since they are both in the same area.   If I don't do it though, she will for sure not make it.   Since Lucy is out of the coop, Goldie started hanging with Roo.  She's pushed off Pinkie to be Roo's BFF.   Such a follower she is.    I took Lucy out to peck around in the grass when the other chickens were out and Roo again attacked her.   This is not a friendly, "hey, I'm a guy, your a girl, let's get together" type of approach.  He scares the living daylights out of her.   Anyway,  while she is on the mend we have taken Roo to the feed store to be sold.  He's a nice friendly rooster but I cant have him hurting my hens.  It's amazing how the hens have calmed down now that he's gone.

It's been pretty rainy these days.  Cool one day, warm the next.  Typical for Houston in the spring. And spring is definitely here.    All the citrus trees are in bloom and the backyard smells amazing!  My bees are going crazy with all the orange, grapefruit, peach and apple blossoms.  We started planting the vegetable gardens too.   Tomatoes, pepper, yellow squash, zucchini, basil, sage, parsley, fennel, mint, and bush beans so far.  Now let's see how many make it through our summer! These are great days to do that since it's nice and cool.  I bought a flat of milkweed plants for the monarchs who come through every year.  I've created a Monarch butterfly cage to protect the caterpillars until they can become butterflies.

  Every morning I check the milkweed plants for baby caterpillars.  If I find one I put it in the cage so they are not bothered by the multiple predators
that we have around here.  The wasps and lizards are the worst but if I can get out there early enough I can save the baby caterpillars before they get to them.  Last year I was able to release 15 butterflies.  I figure that's 15 more than we would have had otherwise.

Brrrr....What happened to spring!

Brrr... a cold front came through today.   I'm glad I didn't take down the tarps.   In the winter I cover the chicken coop in tarps and have a couple heat lamps in the coop to keep the girls warm during cold weather.   I take a couple of the tarps down when it's  nice outside and shut off the heat lamps but today I had to put them back up again. The girls (ok, and one boy) seem to be getting along better since they were all on the floor of the coop when I went to let them out.  When I put the four new chickens into the coop about a month ago or so, I would always find all the young new chickens on top of the storage shed hen house while Marilyn and Peeper kept the rest of the coop as their territory, basically keeping them from all the food and water.    

As I mentioned before, my coop is one of the covered horse stalls which are wood with open sides.  It’s about 20’ x 20’ with a sand floor.  We made a hen house out of a Rubbermaid storage shed and put it into the corner of the coop so the girls have somewhere to lay their eggs.   Of course Peeper likes to lay her eggs on the counter in my utility room.  Usually when I let them out of the coop for the day, Peeper makes a beeline for the back door of the house and paces back and forth until I catch up and let her into the house.  It’s the funniest thing to see a chicken on a mission.  No messing around eating grass or bugs for her;  just running straight for the back door ready to take care of business.  She then jumps up to the counter and settles in for a while.  I always know when to let her out as she starts squawking like crazy when she’s done.  She doesn’t like having to get down by herself either.  Rather waits and squawks until I come pick her up, put her down on the floor and open the door to let her out.   Someone once told me I have spoiled chickens, I can’t imagine why they would think that.  :/

There's always a pecking order ...

I currently have 6 chickens.  I say currently because even though we are in the middle of Houston we have a lot of predators that have given me cause for a broken heart over and over again.  Over the years I have learned a lot about the sounds and hunting practices of hawks, raccoons, coyotes, feral cats, and owls.  I’m always on the lookout, especially for hawks.  The picture below show 3 hawks chowing down on a rabbit they caught in my back yard awhile back. They have taken out more of my chickens than I care to remember.  OK so this discussion is depressing me so I’m moving on…. 

 I love watching my crazy crew of animals and how they interact with one another.  They each have their own personality which surprises a lot of people when I talk about them.  Here’s a quick list of my current chicken crew: 

• Marilyn (named after Marilyn Monroe), who is my Welsummer mother hen.  She’s 5 years old and is my oldest which is attributed to her being a really smart chicken.  She’s at the top of the chicken pecking order and very patient with the younger chickens but always puts them in their place if warranted.
• Peeper,  a Barred Rock hen, who is next in the pecking order.  She’s about 3 years old and a little smaller than Marilyn.  She’s the bully of the chicken coop.  I’m sure this is due to the fact that she’s always been on the bottom of the pecking order until the other chickens unfortunate demise occurred.  When the new girls came along she was determined never to be on the bottom again hence the bully reputation.  All the little ones are scared of her and that’s just fine with her.
• Lucy, another Barred Rock hen that I just started raising from a chick about 4 months ago.  Lucy has learned well from Peeper and has made sure she is next in the pecking order by keeping any other smaller chickens in their place with a good peck on the head when they start getting a little uppity.  Lucy’s named after Lucille Ball.  She’s always curious and getting into things. 
• Goldie, she’s my Ameraucana who I raised from a chick with Lucy.  Goldie and Lucy are buddies.  Goldie is barely hanging on as the next in the pecking order which is mainly due to her being buddies with Lucy.  Lucy always has her back and Goldie panics if she can’t find Lucy.  She follows Lucy everywhere.  She now and then tries to play tough but ultimately backs down and runs behind Lucy for protection.
• Then there’s Mr. Roo….this one is a bit of a mistake and I’m not sure he will be around long.  My neighbor had a hen that hatched a bunch of chicks about 2 months ago and asked if we wanted some so we took 3 not knowing what we were getting.  Two of them were hens and one is Roo.  We know this because Roo has just started crowing.  For those of you who have not heard a young rooster crow, it’s a pretty pathetic sounding noise.  He’s working on perfecting it though and as long as he is nice and crows only during the day we might let him hang around.  The jury is still out on that one.  Roo continues to challenge the 4 older hens and continues to get pecked back into place.  These hens don’t take any crap from anyone. Least of all from some little rooster who thinks he’s a big deal!
• Last but not least of my chicks is Pinky so named for the feathers on her hair that looks alot like the singer Pink’s hair style.   Unfortunately for her, she is on the bottom of the pecking order.  She is the youngest hen and has such a sweet disposition.  Roo and Pinky are buddies since they were raised together before going into the coop and are chicken mutts, the result of a Polish hen and a Barred Rock rooster.

As I mentioned earlier, in addition to the chicken clan we also have my peacock gang.  I call them a gang because that is pretty much how they act around the chickens.  We have two peahens, Curly and Larry, and one peacock, Mr. Blue. Yes, he was going to be named Moe but the name Mr. Blue stuck since he’s such a beautiful shade of blue.   Interestingly enough they are also part of the pecking order even though they are not kept in the coop. 

•  Ms Curly is the bully of this group.  She bullies everyone…. chickens, peacocks, squirrels, birds, cats, even hawks… except Mr. Blue and us of course.  She’s smart enough not to bite the hand that feeds her.    You can always tell when she is getting perturbed and is going to go after someone.  She walks up looking sideways at whoever is her next victim.  I’m convinced that that’s where the term ‘looking sideways’ at someone comes from.  
•  Mr. Blue’s next in the pecking order of the gang.  He doesn’t really bother anyone though and spends most of his time showing off his feathers. He only gets cranky when there are treats to be had and someone is too aggressive for his taste.  He’ll give them a good peck to let them know who’s boss and who gets the treats first.   
•  Larry is on the bottom of the peacock pecking order and is even below Ms Marilyn.  She loves hanging with the chickens.  The first year that she started laying she ended up with an egg impacted in her and we had to have her operated on to take it out.  She was relegated to the chicken coop while she recuperated.  From then on she kind of bonded with Marilyn and will hang out by the coop most days.    She gets picked on by Curly on a regular basis.  

 We also have a bee hives in the back of the property.  I just think beekeeping is so neat and watching the bees is so fascinating.  More on this later....

Welcome to my Houston Urban farm!

Hello, welcome to my blog about my Houston urban farm.  For years I have told stories to my friends about the crazy things that happen here and have continued to be told that I should write them down. So here goes…..I hope you enjoy!

To give you a little background, I live in the middle of the city of Houston, TX on 5 acres that back up to Buffalo Bayou.  Our neighbor has chickens and offered to give us some chicks which is what got us thinking about raising chickens.  Our house has a horse stall in the back of the lot so we converted one of the horse stalls into a chicken coop and were on our way to getting fresh eggs every day!  Here's a picture of the first set of chickens we raised.   That's our dog, Angel, and Ms. Marilyn when she was a chick on the far right.  You'll hear more about them later. 

Also, in our neighborhood there are wild peacocks (peafowl actually) roaming through it although in our part of the neighborhood there were none and my husband would lament that he wished we had peacocks.  So one day when the feed store had some peafowl chicks, I bought them and raised them by hand and in doing so we now have extremely domesticated birds.  We have two peahens and one peacock to be exact although when I bought them I had no idea what we had since I knew nothing about peafowl.  We have since learned that the brown peachicks are female and yellow are male. 

We also have Angel, our 14 year old dog, so named because that’s exactly what she is.  She is probably the most laid back dog I’ve ever had.  She’s a wonderful mutt that we think may be part German shepherd and part Rottweiler and has the sweet disposition of a Shepherd. (Of course I’ve never had a Rottweiler so really don’t know what their personalities usually are.)  All I know is she is the sweetest animal I’ve ever owned (and I’ve owned A LOT).    To round things out, I also have a bee hive that is pretty fascinating to watch.  More on that later...