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new brooderDad-dad has been busy in the last few weeks making room for more chickens. With two hatches of Araucana and a third bunch on the way, broody hens in the coop (yes… Houdini and Pippi are acting very determindly broody), and the new Welsummers, there is potential for there to be not enough room for all these babies!  Dad-dad has not banned mum-mum from further incubation yet… but that can’t be too far away. Sooty and Eva are enjoying their new cat-proof broody box that is sitting on dad’s desk.  It’s a good temporary home while Dad-dad finishes the chicken-tractor for the ‘teenagers’ to move into, freeing up the broody palace again.

Nutmeg, Casper and Chippie had to live in the shower recess in the spare bathroom for five days, which became a stinky incentive for Dad-dad (who uses that bathroom every morning for a quiet contemplation on life) to finish the tractor started  in January of this year (isn’t mum-mum clever… :-)).

The teenage tractor is now pretty much finished… and fabulous!


Only needs a few finishing touches and all done; the water will be hung off the ground on a chain so height can be adjusted with the growing flock, and the roof is yet to be attached.  The food has been hung under cover so that it’s protected from the weather.

tractor from front

Nutmeg (pictured below) is growing out to be a gorgeous girl (well, we hope girl) and has amazing colouring.

Nutmeg, 6 weeks old

Chippie (pictured below) we suspect is a boy… but would be happy to  be wrong.  While you can’t see it in this photo, s/he has some reddish colouring on the comb, which can be a sign in Araucana at this age of roosterness.  Time will tell though…

Chippie, 6 weeks on

Casper is most shy and protests loudly when handled (sounds like she’s screaming at you) so did not perform well on today’s camera-shoot, but there is always another day.


brooder renos Update on hatchlings from settings two and three. Mum-mum cleaned out our brooder today, and removed the partition so we have more room.  It’s great – we love it this way.  She also fitted some perches for us to play on.  Dad thinks his design is pretty good, but we’re all still waiting for him to finish our teenage quarters…. The big chicks are out in the big girls run now.  They’re roosting like grown up girls, and I hear that mum-mum has put egg-mum Issy and Missy in with them now!  They needed a break from the roosters…



Egg-mum Fifi has gone broody.  She’s really determined to stick with it too.  Mum-mum has tried to disrupt her efforts by taking her off the nest at night but she keeps going back.  Of the three eggs under her, mum-mum thinks one might be growing.  I wonder if she’ll be a good mum??

broody hen

The big chicks thought they’d perch on mum-mum this afternoon… poor mum-mum!



Well, mum-mum had to give up on Dad and all his plans to build us our teenage chicken tractor.  We were getting too squashed up in the ol’ brooder box now we’re five weeks old, so mum-mum has put us into the “big girls” pen and put all the big girls and roosters together for awhile.  In the mean-time, I’ve heard Dad-dad ban mum-mum from any more “incubating” until he can catch up with the building.  She has eight (!) other chicks I’ve heard dad say.  Gee… she’s replaced us already!  First she starts selling us off, and now she’s hatchin’ others.

We’ve been in this new home for two sleeps now.  We have been very confused at night about where to sleep and mum-mum has had to come and settle us all down in the brooder box that dad had just cleaned out for the new chicks.  Well…  they CAN’T have IT yet….  ’cause  we still need it!  But, anyway… today we all might have figured out what mum-mum has been trying to tell us for two nights now… we can roost like proper grown up chook-chooks :-).  We tried it out today and mum-mum was very impressed with us.  We even figured out what this ramp is for, but it’s actually pretty easy for us to fly up there all by ourselves.

Oh!  And yesterday… completely forgot to tell you!  Guess wot??  Mum-mum sold more of us off again!  She sold Ginger and one of the blue chicks (mum-mum’s pretty sure they aren’t bros after all)…. but their new mum-mum seemed actually quite nice.  Mum-mum even introduced me to her and ‘Superbec’ said she’d look after Ginger for me so I guess that is ok.  Plenty of chicks around here for me anyway…

And ALL of this actually proves me right again. I, Splinty, am of course still mum-mum’s favouite (even though those who are betting that I’m a rooster are looking more and more spot on the money by every passing day).  Poor old mum-mum… bet she’s wondering how she can keep another rooster around here!!



From eight blue eggs, three of us were hatched, each a different colour.  Mum-mum says we are so quiet and cute and that it’s hard to believe that in four short weeks, us “lil’ balls of fluff” will be  transformed into rampaging baby birds demanding something she describes as ‘mealie worms’.  The worm things sound interesting, but I have no idea what she means by those baby birds…

We have slept most of the day in our mum-build temporary brooder (dad-dad’s slipping…).   Mum-mum has shown some restraint and left us alone.  It’s very scary when she picks us up.  And then there’s that flashing thing she’s addicted to waving at us.  What is THAT all about??


Mum-mum decided that today she was going to open the “worm-gate” and really and truly let us out of the brooder!  We’ve been a bit cramped because someone  *eyeroll*  (hint – he refers to poor mum-mum as a NAG, which is so untrue and VERY unkind…) has not built our adolescent quarters yet…  despite many promises and excuses over the last week…

freerangingIt was thrilling and terrifying all at the same time being allowed out and about.  We’d scuttle out and eat grass… and pick at things… and then someone would get a fright and jump vertically in the air (totally clearing the brooder…), and screech! Then we’d all burn rubber back into our safe broody box for awhile (about 20 seconds, actually) and then we’d all go and do it again.

Of course, I actually wasn’t scared at all.  I thought it was pretty cool…  I was pretty cool actually, and got a good strut going.  I did a full lap of the brooder – it was fine.  

Ginger, 4wks old

Ginger, 4wks old

It’s not like mum-mum wasn’t there the whole time and if we (erhmm… *cough*) the others freaked out she’d just call to us and we’d run to her and see the worm-gate and climb back inside. Ginger was pretty cool with it all too – she’s one classy chick, even though she’s a cross-breed – it’s the legs I think that do it for me, she’s just so leggy and poised….

Mum-mum took my photo again for all my cyber-fans…  Guess wot?? I’m a month old now.

Anyway, catch ya.



familyMum-mum took a ‘family’ photo today of us all in the brooder today just to show you how much we’re all growing!   



Here’s a single shot of me as well – check out the feathers… Not bad hey?? These babies get me way airborne now, so much so that when mum-mum leaves the lid off the brooder I can clear the sides and land on top of the brooder no problem at all.  Dad-dad is appalled and impressed all at the same time.

Dad can’t help but question how many of us are going to be roosters…..  :-).  They really have no idea – ha haa!  We’re just going to keep them guessing.  


Dad-dad’s watching our behaviour and social posturing, mum-mum’s trying to check out our combs, feathering and how we hold our tails….  

Is quite funny listening to them speculate about it.  They haven’t got a chance…. Bet we can trick them right up to the first ‘crow’.


day-old-ara-31Hello everyone,

my name is chicky (aka ‘splinty’ because I’m having trouble controlling my legs) and I’m an araucana chicken.  We araucana’s are actually a rare old chook, descended from Chile.  We lay eggs with bluish greenish tinted egg shells, which is pretty cool. I’ve been adopted by these two humans (you know… homo-sapiens…) and mum-mum, well… how can I say it… she’s just a bit nutty when it comes to chicks I think.

Splinty gets a fright


I had only chipped out of my shell only a few hours before mum-mum took my picture. It was a bit scary when the flash went though! I don’t know WHAT she was thinking… 

I was hatched with a whole heap of other chicks – 12 I think (mum-mum keeps counting us, so I’ve learned how to do that now). She has no idea which of us are boys or girls yet, and we’re not about to tell her either.  The boys will give us up eventually with their crowing and then we’ll see if she really loves us I guess.  She reckons that she will be able to figure it out in four weeks. Ha! She can try.  

I’ve been hatched for about 3 days now.  Mum-mum keeps exclaiming about how much we’ve grown, and Dad keeps going on about what a brilliant brooder he’s made us.  I must admist that the control knob on the light is pretty ingenious as they can control the temp in here pretty easily with it.  It’s quite amusing to see mum-mum fuss over the temperature all the time.  You know this morning she bounced out of bed real early to check on us (no sleep in today).  She couldn’t believe how much we’d eaten overnight –  but hey, we have a LOT of growing to do.  It’s almost painful, you know?  Have to keep stretching and flapping…  Our instincts are on overdrive(!)  ….and all this growing is rather tiring.  Mum-mum (and Dad too) keep laughing when one of us starts falling asleep on our feet.  Really, you’d think they’d be a bit more sympathetic.

About us

We are a bunch of araucana chicks growing up in Brisbane, Australia. We have a dedicated human family:- There's mum-mum and dad-dad, a cat named Sasha, and most recently a puppy they call Rufus... as well as an extended family of other chooks. Mum-mum has hand reared us in a broody palace that dad built us, but eventually as we get bigger... we make our way into the big outside world.



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