From there, we separated the Chicks into Kristina's family's and ours. Kristina, Emma and Elsa had order a variety and were they ever cute. Visiting from California, Emma and Elsa's Great Aunt Ellie joyously joined our little parade. We oohed and aahed, taking plenty of pictures. Click click click. How precious to hold new life right there in our very own hands. How can one do anything but smile? Peep peep peep.
We got a nudge from Post Office staff. Apparently, they were tired of hearing the peeps. Chicks' peeps do reverberate off the hard walls and floors. Who knows how long they had been at the Post Office? Plus, Chicks under stress peep more. I imagine they are looking for their Mom.
After we arrived home, the order of the day was to get the Chicks settled into their own digs. Dave and Melanie carefully took one Chick at a time from their tight little box, put their beaks 1st in water and then into food. Such actions are essential as Chicks need a little help in knowing what to do next. I don't know how that works when they are with Mother Hen.
Needless to say, our lives have changed here on the Farm. Puppies do that. Richard and I have been walking more and playing more. Those are good things. It has been a very long time since we have been around a puppy. (Sami is about 9 months.) I have been getting suggestions from friends, visiting YouTube, and reading a book from the Monks of Skete (who are well known for their skill in dog training). Earlier in the week, I was focused on research on vents, sinks, lights. Gears shifted. Quickly.
On one of our walks, Sami discovered a Turtle. Richard suggested that we have a section on the blog which focuses on "Sami's Adventures". I think he could be having plenty here.
And in the middle of all of that, the Baby Chicks continue to grow. Many are getting tail feathers. Soon they will go out to the "big house". We have some variables to consider. A big one is Mačka, our wild little (and growing) cat.