Category Archives: backyard poultry

Baby Chicks are Here!

Baby Chicks are Here!
The cuteness is overwhelming. I love baby chicks. The fluffiness. The cheeping. The run-hop-walk that they do. The feather shaking and preening.

And at last, they are here! The call from the PO came at 6:30 am, and they all made it through the shipping process healthy and alert. They are all eating and drinking now, and enjoying the cozy set up they have. Room to run! A place to be warm and sleep! An unlimited supply of food and water! The peeps areexclaiming loudly in the other room even now as I type.

Chicken Wars: One Woman’s Fight to Own Backyard Hens

Chicken Wars: One Woman’s Fight to Own Backyard Hens

I like to check in at http://www.backyardchickens.com/ and see what’s new on the forums every once in a while. One woman who petitioned her city to allow hens among the city ordinances received a castigating “welcome to town” in the local paper for her efforts. Now, BYCers (as those who frequent the forums like to call themselves) are taking up her cause and are helping her by writing letters to the paper and the local council. I myself was incensed enough by the condescending, un-informed authorship of the following article to write in a comment as well…

For those who love chickens, and for the curious, I include the article and my response below :) If you wind up wanting to write in a comment, too, go to http://www.signonsandiego.com/news/2009/dec/19/home-home-ranch/

Home, home on the ranch
Saturday, December 19, 2009

EAST COUNTY — Ah, the sounds and sights of morning. The coffee pot perking, the newspaper hitting the driveway, the before-dawn walkers gliding by as darkness lifts, the gaggle of sounds from the chickens next door …
Squawk!

Someone tried to slip a henhouse by the La Mesa City Council the other night, but that group of stalwarts – “foxy” isjn’t the right word word to describe them – was too alert.
Jill Richardson, a newcomer to La Mesa, asked permission to keep a half-dozen chickens as pets and egg producers. That’s a no-no in La Mesa, save for a couple of areas with large lots and grandfather clauses.

City officials suggested it would cost $20,000 to revise the ordinance. In fairness to Richardson, however, $20,000 to a city with a $36 million budget is, shall we say, mere chicken feed.
No, there are reasons chickens have persona non grata status inside most city limits. One has to do with sanitation and public health. Another with keeping peace between neighbors – that plump hen just beyond the fence is pretty inviting to a bored feline or canine. And third is the noise. Romantics aside, roosters don’t just crow at the crack of dawn.

Richardson made a strategic mistake, and we don’t mean asking for permission. If anything, she forgot the prime tenet of real estate – location.

One virtue of neighboring El Cajon and points east is that you can be in the city but just a five-minute drive from open country. If East County is anything, it is horse corrals, mini-orchards, occasional swaths of alfalfa and plenty of rugged eagle’s-nest views.

La Mesa has charming homes on twisting hillside roads with canopies of trees, but most lots are distinctly city-sized.

We don’t fault Richardson for wanting a few pets or exceptionally fresh eggs. But she needs to do what many of us old-timers should be doing more of, taking a day trip to explore and get away from it all while hardly leaving our back yard.

Find a Thomas Bros. mapbook and head for Campo, Jamacha, Jamul, Dehesa or Crest. Or aim for Barona, Sycuan or Viejas, but take time getting there – and circle around. You’ll be away from it all, yet not that far from the city.

Here’s welcoming Jill Richardson. For many, East County has just the right mix of city and country. We’re confident she’ll find hers, too.

And here’s my comment to the paper:

What a condescending article — not only was it rude, but the author clearly knows little to nothing about chickens.

Chickens are not dirty, and they don’t smell. Just as one must clean up after their cat or dog to assure clean conditions, so must a coop be regularly cleaned: the difference is that chicken manure is an inoffensive addition to compost, and safe to use in the garden.

Ms. Richardson asked specifically for the city to allow hens, not roosters — hens do not crow, or make any more noise than your average cat. Chickens are not “inviting prey” for most cats, and most city ordinances for chickens require them to be fenced in securely within coops with runs to keep them in and dogs and cats out. Similarly, most dogs are required to be fenced in or on leash, regardless of how tempting a morsel in the neighbors yard may be: whether it is a toddler, a chicken or a steak on the grill!

City ordinances can also specify how much space each chicken must have to ensure humane animal practices, and restrict the number of chickens per household. Many cities these days in developed nations allow chickens, including the United States — I am surprised that the writer did not do a little more research into the positive possibilties before “welcoming” Ms. Richardson so publicly.

New Chickens

New Chickens
This weekend we went to a local “Chickenstock” chicken swap. It was so much fun — and we came home with three new girls.

Ladyhawk, Hedwig, and Kiah are “Easter Eggers” that will start laying blue and green eggs in about two months. They are 13 weeks old. Ladyhawk is the buff with black markings, Hedwig is the white one (obvious to any Harry Potter fan) and Kiah is the buff with white, named by Lucas this morning.

Our other chicken, Phoenix, and Petunia the Poodle are fascinated by the new additions to the mountainside. Phoenix has been very lonely without her sister, but she is not entirely sure she wants new ones. Even our usually aloof cat Milo has been spotted perched on top of the coop watching them.

Cleo, our ever-elusive outdoor mini-panther is shown here in a rare photo-op. Can you find her?

Building a Better Egg

Building a Better Egg

6 years ago, my aunt gave me a cookbook for Christmas titled simply, “Chicken.” She had no idea that this book, which was published by the restaurant she managed, would begin a long term obsession with owning my own small poultry flock. I own many, many cookbooks, and none ever held my attention the way this one did. It had recipes for chicken and eggs, but it also had poultry lore, facts and tidbits, along with gorgeous oversize photos of different chicken breeds. It was here that I learned about Araucanas, the blue-green egg-layers, and Leghorns, Javas, Sumatras and Bantams, to name a few.

After 5 years, my dream came true, and I drove home with three lovely chicks. One year later, I get two eggs every day, while one of those chicks became a very fine Coq au Vin. This spring we are planning on adding two or three more lovelies to our flock. I adore my hens, which are Hubbards’s Golden Comets. They are very sweet and calm, and loving. We allow our chickens to free-range on our .30 acre during the day, and lock them up in a coop with a run at night. During most of the year they each produce an egg every day, and their eggs are so large that they don’t fit in the “Extra-Large” egg cartons I have. During the winter, their egg production drops to one egg every other day for a couple months, so for a few months I went back to buying eggs at the market to supplement the ones we had. My girls’ eggs have yolks that are about 1.5 times larger than the store-bought “organic free-range” eggs, and a light golden orange instead of the standard lemony yellow.

According the good folks at Mother Earth, who have been conducting scientific analysis of free-range egg nutrition for several years now, true free range eggs contain:

4-6 times more Vitamin D than store-bought eggs
1⁄3 less cholesterol
1⁄4 less saturated fat
2⁄3 more vitamin A
2 times more omega-3 fatty acids
3 times more vitamin E
7 times more beta carotene

Oh — and don’t forget the 5 times more happy whose RDA has not been established, but can only bring good things to the table.

Remember, most store-bought eggs are not really free-range, no matter what they say. Traditional free-range chickens are free to roam in a pasture or yard for at least a few hours a day. Meanwhile, modern free-range chickens by regulation are merely loose in a large indoor, cement room, with access through a tiny hatch to a small outdoor pen. The door in most facilities stays open only a couple hours a day, and while there may be hundreds of chickens in the room, only tens of them will be able to fit in the pen. Most don’t make it outside. Given the choice between battery cages and store-regulation free-range, of course free-range is going to contain more “happy.” But if you want real free-range eggs with the extra nutrition and honest-to-goodness happy, go to a local farm or backyard grower.

My chickens receive only cracked corn, vegetable scraps from our kitchen, and oyster shells and field peas (in the winter only, for calcium and protein). I don’t give them organic layer feed b/c most of them contain a b-vitamin which is fine in the feed, but when it is excreted by the chicken and hits ground water it becomes toxic in drinking water.

For more info on chickens, check out http://www.backyardchickens.com/ which has a huge amount of resources, including a fantastic member forum with loads of people just aching to share their knowledge with you.

Finally, one last tidbit of information: growing your own chickens and eggs insures that you will have your own healthy poultry supply in the event of an avian flu outbreak or other zoonotic disease quarantines. This is just one reason that when you build your coop and run (outdoor pen), you should be sure that it is large enough to keep the hens indoors all day if you need to. Also, that way if you go away for a trip, anyone can feed your chickens for you once a day, and not have to worry about rounding them up, and if they get snowed in they are OK, too.