It was a weird day today. The Princess called me and asked if I could pick up Chewlee from school. She gave me the address since I wasn't sure if I had saved it from when I picked her up several weeks ago. However, after putting the address into my Garmin, it rolled up with several different streets of the same name. The difference (which I didn't notice at first) was that one was *Road*, another *Drive* and still another was something else, which escapes me at the moment. I hit the first one and then tapped *Go*.
Well, it took me out to hell-and-gone. I ended up having to call the Princess and ask her for the address again. Then it was try to find a place to pull over and make the correction. It ended up that one of the teachers called me to find out where I was and she tried to give me directions to the school. What should have been a simple half hour drive ended up taking me over an hour! It was so embarrassing. But I finally arrived at the correct place and got Chewlee and brought her home with me. She said she was glad because coming here was *fun*. That surprised me but she really didn't want to leave when her mother got here an hour later.
Chewlee found my Harry Potter book that I had lent to her (and it disappeared). It's now nestled safely with the others. *Sigh* I was sure I would never see it again. Chewlee asked me some questions about various characters and it told me that she was actually getting *into* the books because she had read certain sections and had overlooked certain key things that were said. I guess that's why I always read the same books several times because I always discovered things I had missed during the previous read.
As for the little feathered beasties....I think the Princess may have been key to getting the Beast to put them out in the barn and the *pen* he built for them. He is going to put the window in the door (he only got one for a start) for more light although he has installed a light in it. It just isn't enough I guess.
He will put the heat lamps in it and let it warm the area before we put the chicks in it. He even has a plan to put a heavy blanket on the top shelf that will cover the front opening of the pen to help trap the heat in it for any bad weather we have.
These chicks have the most unusual build to them. I kid you not. Also their beaks are hooked at the end. I think their bite would be very painful. They are more upright than the chickens we all think of. I wish I had an example but I will post a picture of the chicks after we put them into the pen. I could see them with those nasty spurs on their legs and in chicken fights like they show in movies. They look lean and mean. LOL!
In a way, I will miss having them in the house but they have really outgrown the bins already. Their growth rate is only going to increase now that they are getting feathers everywhere. Even their tails have feathers now. So the Brat Chicken Farm is underway....soon. There is one that is kind of timid and is often on it's own (as much as the bins allow) and it lets me pick it up without fussing too much. It's not sickly or anything like that. It can hold it's own in a rush for the feed and it's definitely the same size as all the others. I think it's just down at the bottom of the pecking order they established. It will be interesting to watch what happens when the two bins are combined. It will be a fight for pecking order all over again.
Well, I am tired and am already in my jammies. Time to get to bed. I had no idea it was this late (1:30am). I did get a nap earlier so I am not going to be sleep deprived. But I have learned it's best to get to bed at the first sign that I am tired. I was falling asleep while playing my game (it often does that to me). Love you all and I urge you to stay weather smart until this bad weather finally passes. They are talking about the possibility of rain (first) and then snow. The night time temps will be low enough to make black ice a real problem,especially with the big lake just north of us. Be careful driving. Even if you just are getting rain (West Coast area), it, too, can be dangerous. Watch for flash flooding.
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