misshannahgamble:

Portrait progress. Plenty more chickens to see soon, I’m on a roll! :)

chickenhugs:

This is really gross and I’m sorry but here’s Buffy proudly posing with her prey, which was taken away from her because ew
(I put happy eyeballs on the mouse to make it less sad)

Damn.

chickenhugs:

This is really gross and I’m sorry but here’s Buffy proudly posing with her prey, which was taken away from her because ew

(I put happy eyeballs on the mouse to make it less sad)

Damn.

earth-song:

Who knew chickens could be so cool? The colorful comb (top part) and wattle (bottom part) of the Green Junglefowl (Gallus varius) is so gorgeous! Actually, the bird isn’t exactly a chicken - it’s in the pheasant family. That explains it.You’ll find Green Junglefowl in pairs/groups of two to five in the wild led by a dominant male who leads the pack, so to speak. At night he’ll lead the rest of his troop back into the cover of the forest where the birds nest in bamboo stands at 15–20 feet above the forest floor.

The Green Junglefowl, Gallus varius also known as Javan Junglefowl, Forktail or Green Javanese Junglefowl is a medium-sized, up to 75 cm long, bird in the pheasant family Phasianidae. Recent molecular work (Kimball et al., Barrowclough) has revealed that Junglefowl and Pheasants are not monophyletic.

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oldpaul:

i frickin love chickens there’s just so many of them

i mean first off you got your standard chickens

you got your rhode island red

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you’ve got your buff orpington

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you got your barred plymouth rock

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i mean and then it just takes off

there’s brahmas

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there’s tumblr’s favorite, the silkie

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polish chickens

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russian orloffs????

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belgian bearded d’anvers???? bearded????????

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frizzle chickens?????? how did this happen

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TURKENS

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GOD BLESS GALLUS GALLUS DOMESTICUS

misshannahgamble:

Completing a series of miniature chicken portraits for an expo I will be attending in October.

Really love these tiny birds!

Esme admires the coop flag.
Skyler… waits.

Esme admires the coop flag.

Skyler… waits.

lehighu:

Scenes from the Garden Club Field Trip

Lehigh’s CLIP garden club President Emily Gibbs and vice president Heather Doll took the Boys and Girls Garden club on a field trip to Flint Hill Farm Educational Center this week. The group, which has been growing vegetables in our community gardens were excited to see a full size farm. On their tour they learned about horses, cows, chickens and goats. They also took a nature walk around the edge of the farm and talked about compost and trees breaking down in nature. After to the tour, which ended with a short romp with goats, the group got some different types of goat and cow milk and cheeses to have a tasting when they got back to campus. It was a great field trip to show the children where dairy comes from, and how close it is to South Bethlehem.

tinkles:

When we got our chickens as babies, Ria chose to name both of the buff orpingtons. She named them Hosoh and Hassaa. Pictured is Hosoh, probably one of the friendliest chickens you could ever meet. She’s big and fluffy and follows us around like a puppy!

tinkles:

When we got our chickens as babies, Ria chose to name both of the buff orpingtons. She named them Hosoh and Hassaa. Pictured is Hosoh, probably one of the friendliest chickens you could ever meet. She’s big and fluffy and follows us around like a puppy!

sweetnaturephotos:

In order (left to right) Catherine, Elizabeth, Joize, Abigail.

sweetnaturephotos:

In order (left to right) Catherine, Elizabeth, Joize, Abigail.

alydavart:

I have come to discover that chickens have as varied a range of personalities as people. Some are quiet and shy, other are downright flighty and jump at the tiniest thing, a few are stoic and level-headed, while others are far more clever than any poultry has the right to be, and then there are some that just… defy explanation.
One such bird is my gal, Blue Moon. She is so lacking in the smarts department that I am amazed she doesn’t kill herself on a daily basis. She overreacts at the tiniest things, which often results in her upsetting the entire flock. Sometimes she acts out by running around without reason, flapping and jumping as if she were being pursued by some invisible predator. Other times she’ll go inexplicably aggressive, drawing stiff beatings from the higher, stronger, and more intelligent members of the flock. She’s pushy with the food, never wants to share her “special” nest box, is a flailing idiot when it comes time to perch at night and knocks the other birds off their spots in her attempts to get in just the right position. And on top of all of that, she’s a terrible mother, much to my sorrow and the sorrow of the unfortunate chicks who end up in her care. Her single surviving baby is one of the most maladjusted young roosters I have ever met.
Putting all of that aside, however, she has certain days where she just Never. Shuts. Up. “Is it time to lay an egg? Better scream at the top of my lungs! Oh, hey, there’s my egg! I just laid it! Hey everyone! LOOK AT MY EGG. LOOK AT IT. Oh crap, some geese just flew overhead, holy crap guys. GUYS. GUYS. HEY. Oh hey! WAS THAT THING GOING TO EAT ME? I think that thing is going to EAT ME. NOOOO. What was I doing? OH MAN. FOOD. LOOK AT ALL OF THIS FOOD. There’s a good spot to scratch at over here. WOW, DIRT. Oh crap it’s really windy. I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER WHILE RUNNING OUT OF THE COOP FOR NO REASON, WHO’S WITH ME?!”
Pretty much her only saving grace is that she is a gorgeous bird.

alydavart:

I have come to discover that chickens have as varied a range of personalities as people. Some are quiet and shy, other are downright flighty and jump at the tiniest thing, a few are stoic and level-headed, while others are far more clever than any poultry has the right to be, and then there are some that just… defy explanation.

One such bird is my gal, Blue Moon. She is so lacking in the smarts department that I am amazed she doesn’t kill herself on a daily basis. She overreacts at the tiniest things, which often results in her upsetting the entire flock. Sometimes she acts out by running around without reason, flapping and jumping as if she were being pursued by some invisible predator. Other times she’ll go inexplicably aggressive, drawing stiff beatings from the higher, stronger, and more intelligent members of the flock. She’s pushy with the food, never wants to share her “special” nest box, is a flailing idiot when it comes time to perch at night and knocks the other birds off their spots in her attempts to get in just the right position. And on top of all of that, she’s a terrible mother, much to my sorrow and the sorrow of the unfortunate chicks who end up in her care. Her single surviving baby is one of the most maladjusted young roosters I have ever met.

Putting all of that aside, however, she has certain days where she just Never. Shuts. Up. “Is it time to lay an egg? Better scream at the top of my lungs! Oh, hey, there’s my egg! I just laid it! Hey everyone! LOOK AT MY EGG. LOOK AT IT. Oh crap, some geese just flew overhead, holy crap guys. GUYS. GUYS. HEY. Oh hey! WAS THAT THING GOING TO EAT ME? I think that thing is going to EAT ME. NOOOO. What was I doing? OH MAN. FOOD. LOOK AT ALL OF THIS FOOD. There’s a good spot to scratch at over here. WOW, DIRT. Oh crap it’s really windy. I FEEL LIKE SCREAMING BLOODY MURDER WHILE RUNNING OUT OF THE COOP FOR NO REASON, WHO’S WITH ME?!”

Pretty much her only saving grace is that she is a gorgeous bird.

chickenhugs:

Just chillin’ with some cuties

chickenhugs:

Just chillin’ with some cuties

A message from b33fdove


I just got my first chickens last week and I LOVE them! I had no idea I'd like chickens so much! I'm glad I'm not crazy and alone. :)

chickenhugs:

Yay!! I love that you love your chickens! And you’re in good company - I’ve found soooo many other people who adore their flock or are just big fans of chickens in general. Chicken people are the best kind of people!

chickenhugs:

Dany getting down with the ash bath 

chickenhugs:

Dany getting down with the ash bath 

chickenhugs:

It’s like Dustbath Day here and Buffy and Willow are celebrating hard