Baby chickens in my shirt

Photo Oct 13, 11 28 18 AM
Baby chickens are so adorable.  I have some in my shirt right now.  Seriously.  I do.  The weather is cooling off with the arrival of fall and the new babies are chilly more often than was the summer batch.

Princesses Buttercup and Butterscotch

Princesses Buttercup and Butterscotch


The summer chicks we brooded in the (unused) fireplace, with lots of hanging outside time during the near-steady warm days.  This batch we are brooding in a large tupperware with an incandescent light, cause they are still tiny and we’d like to use the fireplace.

Photo Oct 13, 9 07 43 AM
The light produces plenty of heat, but when it’s time to ‘socialize’ them, they get chilly outside their brooding box.  So I put them in my shirt.  Mostly the collar of a vest or jacket.  I just traded them off with Scott who lay down on the couch to read the paper.  He has them up against his neck inside a tea towel blanket.

Photo Oct 13, 9 10 23 AM
It’s adorable and sweet.  But I may have created a monster.  It seems like the only time the babies are quiet now is when I put them in my shirt.  Being squished up against my neck inside the collar of my vest is probably a lot like being squished underneath momma hen’s wing.  Besides the heat, it’s probably innately comforting to move with the breathing and pulsing of a larger creature.

Chicken, on my shoulder, makes me haa-ppy...

Chicken, on my shoulder, makes me haa-ppy…

Have any of you created monster chickens or the sweetest pet chickens by socializing them one way or another?

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4 Responses to Baby chickens in my shirt

  1. Anonymous says:

    omg – so cute. Eva is going to freak out (in a good way) when she gets to meet them 🙂
    -erin

  2. Anonymous says:

    Have they started leaving evidence of their presence? 🙂
    Dad

  3. Funny! My husband teases my daughter and I for putting chicks on our bellies under our shirts when we are playing with chicks and they get chilled. It’s hard to resist cuddling those little fluff balls!

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