Have you every heard of chicken math? It’s a lot like cat math. Once you get one, they just keep on coming. It’s a very true statement, considering that I have an extreme amount of both. (Oops)

It’s not a secret that chickens are flock animals. They become extremely stressed and will suffer from health issues if they’re left alone.

This year, I have let my hens hatch eight eggs. Three didn’t make it for different reasons. But last week, one single egg hatched. The beautiful, fuzzy little thing squawked and squawked. The other two eggs were days away from hatching, and I knew it needed a friend. I called the local farm store where they sell babies for only three dollars. Of course, they were out. I called one of the chain stores and explained my situation. They said they have a four chicken minimum. I told them that I was on my way.

Not knowing the price of the chicks upon arriving at the store, you could imagine the look on my face when I saw the $5.99 – $7.99 price tags on each chick. Ummm, excuse me?? That’s going to be a no. But guess what was only $8.99 with a minimum purchase of two? You guessed it. . . ducks. I called my husband and said, “Have you ever heard that it’s easier to ask for forgiveness than permission?” He said, “Yeeeeaaahh. . . .” He can act upset all he wants, but I caught him filling up the kiddie pool yesterday and letting them swim around.

Now, we have a baby chicken (named Smokey Midnight Magic), wedged between two baby ducks (Pikachu and Luigi).

I also have to add, today, another egg hatched. We named the little golden chick Butter. Poor thing will think it’s a duck, too.