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Edward "Eddie" Kaspbrak ([personal profile] batteryacid) wrote in [community profile] ph_logs2024-03-19 04:17 pm

Eddie might be the chicken man, but at least this isn't Philly... [OPEN]

Who: Eddie Kaspbrak ([personal profile] batteryacid) & Anyone who'd like a chicken.
and of course Angel ([personal profile] graveling) is probably on the farm as well
What: more about the chickens
When: Mid-March
Where: Kaspbrak Farm
Warning(s): There may be some discussion of chickens as food, but it will be serious. Eddie intends most of these chickens as egg-layers or companion animals, but other fates may come up.

The chicks who remain at the farm unclaimed, all about a month old by now, are milling around in the open 'yard' area around the chicken coop. At the moment, they are all about five to seven inches tall... not quite the little yellow floofs they used to be, as the down is gradually replaced by normal feathers.

The girls are Abby, Calla, Dena, Fay, Ida, Katy, and Leah. The boys are Art, Chuck, Dave, Ernest, Frank, Grant, and Huck. (I give you this information so you can more easily refer to the animals in threads going forward. The names are meant to be temporary, so you can talk about changing them once you've claimed one or decided to take it home.)

As he said before, the female chickens won't be ready to lay eggs until they are four months old -- which will be in May. So Eddie is perfectly fine with caring for the chickens until then. But his gate is always open for friends, and friends may want to claim their chickens beforehand to bond with them.

Especially if someone decides to take one of the baby roosters on as a therapy animal or pet. (Or alarm clock, maybe!) Since there's really no timeline on when the boys will be useful, unless breeding is the goal. And if it is, maybe trading one of the boys for an unrelated rooster would be a smart plan.

Either way, Eddie is still expecting to hear from Sam Porter, Mairi Miann, and Arthur Morgan about how many chickens they'd like. They could just send word, and Eddie will take note to send the birds along in May, but a visit would be welcome! At least to figure out which of the flock gets along with each person.

You may find Eddie scattering some feed for the chicks, carrying a bucket of fresh water to fill their various drinking dishes, running Kit the collie through his paces on herding the chicks, or just leaning against a fence post and watching the flock.

You're welcome to join him, or go right for the fluffy widdle babbys.
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[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2024-04-11 03:11 pm (UTC)(link)
When Sam can actually head over to the farm, it's after a shorter shift that had actually gone pretty smoothly, so he's in a decent mood. Not that it really shows on his face any more than any other mood does. He nods a greeting to one of the farm laborers on his way up the path, and knocks on a fence post when he spots Eddie out in the yard.

"How's it hangin'?"
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[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2024-04-24 11:00 pm (UTC)(link)
The twitch in Eddie's expression is noted, but not commented on. If something about his greeting is funny, he doesn't have the context outside of the juvenile humor that is the basis of that little retort on the imaginary Richie's part.

"Holdin' together," he replies easily, and tilts some in place to peek in at the birds scratching about. "Just got the spot ready for 'em, bedding and all. I can haul the feed back with me in the same trip too, if you can box 'em for me."
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[personal profile] 300kgbackpack 2024-05-11 03:32 pm (UTC)(link)
Sam watches the chicks meandering around and pecking through the dirt, repeating their names under his breath then reaching out to one of them, only to watch them scatter at the sudden movement. He chuckles, and lets Eddie finish putting them into their crate to be taken back with him.

"Want me to bring it back so someone else can use it later?" he asks, figuring it would be easier to re-use the crate rather than having to build more of them.