Wednesday, April 5, 2017
Move over Bonnie
Meet Grace and Frankie. (And now you know a little bit about my Netflix viewing habits).
They came from a farm in New Jersey which had, in addition to chickens, ducks, sheep and goats. I want a goat. Since chickens are still illegal in Philadelphia, I think a goat might be crossing a line.
We picked them up on Sunday after I did a couple of fittings for prom dress alterations, and got them settled in their coop. They came home, if you can't tell, in a cat carrier.
Two hens, one white (Grace), and one red/brown (Frankie). Both brown egg layers,and both apparently dumb as rocks since neither one can figure out that they're supposed to sleep on the perch in the roost. First night, one slept in the straw up in the roost and the other downstairs by the waterer. The next night, they both made it upstairs. One even slept in the nest box.