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ph_logs2024-03-19 04:17 pm
batteryacid) wrote in ph_logs2024-03-19 04:17 pm
Eddie might be the chicken man, but at least this isn't Philly... [OPEN]
Who: Eddie Kaspbrak (batteryacid) & Anyone who'd like a chicken.
and of course Angel (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.
batteryacid) & Anyone who'd like a chicken. and of course Angel (
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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Chuck is mostly sulky, more interested in looking for food by himself once Art and Co team up. Probably not a good match. Meanwhile, Art begins gently preening at some of Co's feathers after their playful scuffle.
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The mildly grim moment passes, however, as Co fluffs her growing feathers and peeping her head off at Art, who simply continues to preen her without missing a beat despite her disapproval.
"Think we got a winner here." John chuckles, watching the pair interact. And that steady, relentless patience from Art while Co continues to try and out-stubborn him...
Two men immediately come to mind, and it's strangely fitting that his unflappable, steadfast commanding officer and his unflappable, steadfast...something share the name.
"And I think he's less an Art. More a Sam."
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(Chuck has found a bug to eat. He won't be trouble for a while.)
Eddie raises an eyebrow. "He remind you of someone?"
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"My CO's name was Samuel Trautman." he goes on, shuffling forward to lean over and offer Sam his hand. Sam pauses his preening to gently peck John's fingers, then goes back to Co. "He was the one that recruited me to Special Forces. Lot like my Sam--dry humor, kinda quiet, steady as a fuckin' rock. Think they'd like each other."
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Then he asks, "How are things? With you and Porter?" (Using Sam's last name to make it clear which one he means.)