I was at this store to pick up 5 ducks for Wyatt's 4-H project. His Mom had ordered them from this store for their annual chick day. This young man standing in front of me was picking up his 25 Rhode Island Red pullets. The sales lady asked if he would like to purchase any extra Rhode Island Reds that they had. He politely declined and then asked if he got "girls". At least he knew that the girls lay the eggs. He did not know what the word "pullet" meant. Not a big deal, everyone has to start somewhere, right?
BUT THEN THE WORSE CAME:
He asked the lady and gentleman who gladly took his money for advice as he knew nothing about the chicks. He told them he planned to put them in a box and turn on the lights to keep them warm. They just smiled and said "just make sure they can get away from the heat source so you don't cook'em". This poor guy, who raises cattle and horses was getting these chicks for his children to watch grow. With that kind of advice, the kids can watch for about 24 hours before they learn a hard farm lesson:
CHICKS DIE WITHOUT PROPER CARE
What could I do but impart my vast knowledge of chicken wisdom to this poor guy. (go ahead and laugh, those that know me. We had quite a few chicken funerals before I got it right) Poor guy left there with a heat lamp, heating bulb, sawdust, chick starter, feed bowls, water bowls. I bet he thought he was getting a bargain by getting 25 free chicks with each 50 pound bag of chick starter. I bet he rethought that!!!
Anyway, those chicks might have a chance and I feel pretty good using my female farm power for good.
Pray that God watches over all those thousands of little chicks that were picked up today from the wanna be farmers who forgot to educate themselves before buying.
Thanks for letting me vent.
See ya on the farm
Charlotte
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