It’s REALLY hot here. Not quite “Surface of the Sun” hot, but definitely “Mercury in the Shade” hot. I don’t like hot. If someone says “Hey! Let’s go to Cancun…it’s so hot and sunny there!” I’d probably reply with “I hear Canada is nice”. I don’t perspire well. I also get very cranky and no one wants that.
So, I’m obsessing over whether the chickens are going to burst into flames. This being the first summer of having chickens, I have no idea how hot is too hot for them. I’ve read all sorts of things, of course. I find myself starting to gravitate toward more veterinary level reading these days. I mean, anecdotal information is wonderful, but sometimes I like to really know the “WHY” behind things that happen. Anyway, it’s hot…chicken’s can’t sweat…and I’m afraid they’re going to explode before I even get one egg out of them.
Today, due to a little health thing with my husband (he’s fine), I ended up taking the whole day off work. The local weather guy had been going on and on about the heat coming today, so I was prepared with all kinds of things to do to keep the chickens cool. Yesterday, we bought ALL sorts of chicken things to eat that are cold like watermelon, strawberries, bananas and blue berries. I want them to eat their chicken chow, so they usually get a little scratch in the morning and one treat in the afternoon and constant access to their chicken chow feeder. It was definitely a good day for watermelon. Tom quartered it and it was YELLOW inside. I’d never seen a bright yellow watermelon, but it was delicious! We took a couple big chunks out to the chickens. Who attacked it like they were starving wolves on a caribou.
I’ve been obsessed with getting the chickens a wading pool. I’m just sure they’ll hop right in (you know I don’t believe that, right? Total sarcasm). Tom found some sort of plastic pan thing in the shop and put it in the run for me. I filled it with water and waited for the air to be filled with the sounds of joyous chickens.
I’ll give it some time. They did look at it very closely, but no one even took a drink. LOSERS.
During the “Yellow Watermelon Incident” earlier today, I shot a little video. Here ya go…..
(Okay…before you start…let’s be clear…I do NOT talk like that. That’s my chicken voice.)