So far this week, it’s been downright balmy here in Brave Girl country. After a couple of weeks of freak snow storms, freezing rain, un-passable roads, endless snow days, and a little cabin fever, we’ve enjoyed some above-zero weather, and even a little sunshine.
In the thick of the crazy weather, we started to worry about our two holdout chickens, Muffin and Bronwyn. The cold seemed too insistent for a mere heat lamp to beat. One morning when the cold snap was especially snappy, my sweet 12-year-old tromped across the snowy yard to their coop to check on them.
This girl… she has a tender, tender heart and a special love for animals; so no matter the weather, you can always count on her to watch over them. She found Bronwyn first, who had tried to make her way to the house sometime in the early morning hours, and couldn’t move anymore. Muffin was still in the coop, but the tips of her comb were turning black with frostbite.
So the chickens moved in.
My girl found the biggest boxes we had, and made a sort of chicken hotel in our breakfast nook. Over the next few days, the kids babied our little frozen hens. The ladies got plenty of good food, warm water, and snuggles. We learned just how “productive” chickens can be when confined to a small space, so there was a lot of box cleaning.
It didn’t take long for them to thaw out and get back to their old selves.
You can’t keep a good hen down for long.
We definitely did some complaining about the inconveniences of having so many unexpected inches of snow thrown our way. But I think the kids had one of the best months of their lives. Sometimes being a happy, loving citizen of our world is so much simpler than grown-ups make it: Enjoy the changes in weather, keep your feet warm, and keep an eye out for anyone who needs a hand. Especially in extreme conditions, we want to make sure to watch out for our neighbors… including our furry and feathered ones!