Honestly, we had absolutely no intention of buying anything that was breathing on our trip to the feed store.
But they were day old chicks – pullets (future hens), even. And a few were a breed we’d wanted to get when we ordered our original tiny flock.
And the kiddos that happened to accompany me that day – Sophie, Asher, Vivienne, Poppy and Lula – were all as smitten as I was with the idea of bringing a few home.
The best (and cutest) $6 solution to the tragically broody poultry problem we’ve had since our other broody hatched her eggs out 12 weeks ago.
Welcome home, little loves. I’m so glad we couldn’t say no.