The Freedom Rangers Have Arrived! (Probably Not What You Think)

The post office called Friday morning just before seven to say that our chicks were there. John swallowed down his coffee and went to retrieve them.

They'd hatched Wednesday and been packed and shipped right away. Baby chicks don't have to eat or drink right away and they are packed in boxes small enough to ensure that they stay warm during their travels but the sooner they can be gotten out of that shipping box, the better.


All twenty-five seemed healthy and lively. Hoorah!
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