Babies!

Oh.my.goodness. Is there anything cuter than a baby chick? Well, yes. But the chicks are pretty darn close to be the cutest creatures ever. Farmer Kathy called at 8am to say the post office had the chicks, and she was on her way to get them. I was at the farm by 8:20. While Farmer Kathy told me I would get to pick out which ones I wanted, when I spent more than 30 seconds looking at the Buff Orpingtons, she told me to hurry the hell up. So. I basically picked the ones that were on top of the chick pile. I drove them home in a pre-heated car, dipped their little beaks in the water, and plopped them in the box where it's 95 and sunny, thanks to the heat bulb. I watched them for a minute, closed the door, threatened the cats with a one-way ticket to the humane society if they ate the chickens, and reluctantly, left for work.

I was pleased to return to the house several hours later to find 3 living chicks and no blood-stained cats.

Anyway, the chicks are Tallulah (Barred Rock-black with white spot on head), Dixie (Buff Orpington-yellow), and Sydney (black Australorp-black with yellow and black head).