Growing chicks - step by step instruction with photos and video. Part 2.

This is the continuation of history. The first part here https://steemit.com/blog/@mashla/growing-chicks-a-step-by-step-description-with-a-photo-part-1
Leggorn chicken with proper care grows quickly. Within a week they had their wings flared, they themselves had grown considerably. If earlier they hardly reached the drinker, now they drank, even slightly bending over. I began to add greens to the food in a little bit. Pre-weed was washed with warm water. Poultry farmers advise to scald greens, but I did not do it. What will be the benefit if all the vitamins die?

In two weeks the chickens began to quickly fledge. But I noticed that they are doing this unevenly. Some were already almost completely in feathers, others still had a head in a cannon. I know that there is an opinion that cockerels feather more slowly. In my case, this sign was not justified. The most feathered and large chicken grew into a cockerel. There were two cocks, five hens.

In three weeks the chickens were already quite large, like broilers. Some of my acquaintances even teased: "You were deceived, broilers were sold instead of leggorns." Later it became clear that this is not so. Closer to the month, they have already grown quite large, but I still kept them in the brooder, lit and watched so that they did not freeze. Only after a month I began to slowly teach them to sit in the afternoon without additional lighting. However, for this I had to redo the brooder. I cut out the front wall and covered it with a metal mesh. So the light from the window got inside the box and the chickens were not afraid to stay without a lamp during the day. Later I began to turn off the lamp for the night.

For a month we with chickens began to understand each other well. I raised them, they obeyed. It sounds funny, but the chickens are really capable of training. They are not as stupid as many people think, who have nothing to do with poultry. I felt when they lacked something when they were just bored. At such times they began to engage in all sorts of nonsense - beating their beaks in the walls, pulling threads out of them, trying to jump to the lamp above. They adored the freshness of the grass, and I adored watching them.