I know I still need to finish Kanak’s story. I will, soon, I promise. I got sidetracked though by life. Mostly it was the two Margarita’s I had last night and the resultant lack of motivation, both last night and today. However, it’s not every day that I get to celebrate my annual 29th Birthday. So, I figured good Mexican food with appropriate cocktails were apropos. For what it’s worth I feel neither older or wiser – just crabbier and as stupid as ever.
Today I found two eggs from my new batch of chickens. They are just about five and a half months old now. The eggs are about the same size as what one of the older hens who looks to be a banty cross lays. But, they are a medium brown color instead of the barely off-white she puts out. Actually, I think the barely off-white color would technically be eggshell. Who knew there could be a real-life basis for a color. Anyhow, one egg was in the nesting box that is supposed to be for the younger hens. The other egg was on the ground by the bale of hay the yearlings get fed from. So proud of the little girls.
It is becoming clearer that there are at least six roosters in the younger bunch of chickens. I’m trying to decide what to do with them. A couple seem to be good size – but I’m not sure I have the heart to eat them. Plus, I suspect they aren’t as big as they appear, being all fluffly and such.
Similarly, there are about six that I am almost sure are hens. That leaves me undecided about the gender of four of them. I’m hoping they are hens, not that I need more eggs, but I really don’t care to have more roosters.
Now, about the kittens. I still haven’t seen them. Well, there was one I saw – she brought it down with her when she was eating a couple days after the kittens were born. It was very cute. I haven’t seen that one since or any of the others at all. I also haven’t heard them for several days. It doesn’t seem right that they would get quieter as they got older. It also doesn’t seem right that the momma should be spending more time away from them than with them. But, she does still spend time up in the loft area where the kittens are/were. For me to go check it out, I will have to crawl up there and rearrange some old windows that are stacked up a little wobbly-like. I worry that in the process of moving things around, I might cause an avalanche of sorts that could impair the longevity of any living kittens. However, if they are all dead it won’t matter. Truly if they are all dead, I don’t really want to see them just now.
Sorry it’s not exactly the happiest of updates. Of course, more eggs are always better. I’m just not liking the Schroedinger’s Kitten thing going on in the loft though. Did anyone ever figure out a way around quantum entanglement? For now I think I’m content with the possibility that the kittens might be both alive and dead, at the same time. I suppose I’ll have to deal with it sooner or later.