Are you kidding me?

My weather app said the feels like temperature in the afternoon was 122. 122. Are you kidding me?

My chickens were hot, but I think just at the first stage: panting. I put out iced foot baths, cold water melon, and filled the fan cooler with ice packs. They have discovered that the dirt on the side of the coop is the coolest, and spread themselves out there.

Hot chickens

But seriously. 122? Not cool.

Live meal worm salad

For the chickens. I know meal worms are high in protein, but I don’t personally want my salad to wriggle. The chickens loved it though! I chopped basil and oregano, then sprinkled the live meal worms on top. I used a strainer to get them out of the drawer, so some of the oatmeal came with them, which actually adds a nice touch to the look of the treat. Not that the chickens care about presentation as long as it is fast.

Chopped basil and oregano with live meal worms and bits of oatmeal

No more paper plates

I know the chickens love anything on a paper plate, but after they devoured not only the slice of water melon, but half the paper plate as well, I decided it was better to just hang the watermelon. It keeps it off the ground, so away from the ants and chicken droppings, and they aren’t filling up on paper.

Chickens love watermelon, of any color

Yes, that is a whole slice of watermelon. The humans aren’t overly found of the yellow watermelon. The chickens love it. So there you go.

Roosting!

I have three chickens using the roost! I saw them up there the other night, and then in the morning saw the accumulation of droppings under the board they were sitting on. Huzzah! (Yup, excited about droppings. Oh dear.)

Proof of roost usage: droppings in the shadows

Yup. Still lap chickens.

Lap chickens

If I take a moment and sit with the chickens, they will still come up and sit on my lap. They check for treats first, but there are usually a couple that try to settle down for a nap in the crook of my arm. Aw. That is Magic eye-balling me when I took the picture. She was almost asleep when the third chicken hopped up. There isn’t quite enough room for three sleeping chickens on my lap!