This is a new blog and so far "no frills" - I just want to get this thing started.

We have been boring our friends and family silly for the last few weeks (all right – years) with daily reports of the goings-on of our menagerie of assorted birds - and so I'm taking my stepson's advice to start a blog. This should be fun and amusing to all - but may also be useful to other bird owners - in particular, those with guineas and chooks (Australian for chickens) which is what we have.

I shall introduce you to them all...

First are "The 4 adults" - they're male, 2 years old, that ordinary guinea color (dark with polka dots), and all that remain of the first 10 that we got 2 years ago. We lost 6 in the first year while we were learning how to keep them at home - we've pretty much got that one worked out now - the promise of white millet in the chook house at dinner time - plus a hopper full of food - is enough to bring them home most of the time.

Then are "The 4 whites" and "The 3 greys" and Hawkeye - they're last year's lot. We only lost 2 this year - one got run over, one got lost (?) in the woods and didn't come home. Of the 4 whites, 2 were handled a lot from keet-hood (baby guineas are called keets) - one is Sage, one is Sunshine. Sage wears green bracelets, Sunshine yellow. They don't exactly come running to you, but they are quite content in your arms once you've picked them up. The others squawk a lot if you do that. Of those 7 at least 3, maybe 4 are female and have been laying eggs now since about mid March. More on that later.

One of the greys and one of the adults have become "The Couple" - they go off and do their own thing every day, whereas most of the others hang out together. We are pretty sure she has a nest on the property next door. And we know they hang out a lot on the next property over from that. And almost every night we have to go looking for them, helping them figure out how to get back over the fence that they cheerfully flew across just that morning, and getting them to follow Evie (the black labrador-mix) back to the chook house. If we start calling early enough (a couple hours before their bedtime) they will often come home on their own now. But not always.

And Hawkeye. Dear, sweet Hawkeye. She is neurologically damaged. Can't fly. Falls over a lot. Is scrawny and sort of misshapen. And has been known to go to sleep in my lap. But because she's not quick, the others picked on her a lot when they were small. And damn near killed her one day - we found her huddled under a bush with the top of her head torn off. No exaggeration. That was the last time she was let loose with the others. Since then she has been brought inside (the kitchen during the winter, the chook house now in the summer) and kept safely in a cage for the night. During the daytime we would put her outside in a larger cage and the others would come and hang out nearby, but not molest her. One of the adults has become her friend - whatever the others are doing, he will settle in and lie beside the cage almost all day long. His name is Romeo. For obvious reasons.

That's the guineas.

There's also 4 hens - 3 Rhode Island Reds and a white one (breed unknown). They're oldish, were given to us by a friend, and we're lucky if we get one egg a day between them. They do not free range (the guineas do) because they scratch everything up - including our fruit bushes and flowers.

And then there's this year's lot.

Guinea hens are renowned for hiding their eggs - under bushes, in the woods, anywhere you might not find them. And we often don't. But this year's females took one look at the little stash of eggs appearing daily in the corner of the chook house and said "What's good for the chooks is good for us" and promptly started laying their eggs there. Wonderful!

We had read that a guinea lays 30-40 eggs before sitting on the nest. So we let the eggs sit there, assuming one of the hens would eventually do her job. Hah! No one took responsibility. The chooks ignored them too. And so finally we borrowed a broody chook from another farm. Brought her home. Named her Buffy (because she's a Buff Orpington). And within 24 hours she had made the nest her own. She ended up sitting on 24 guinea eggs. Which take 28 days to hatch. And a week later, we slipped 4 chook eggs (fertilised) under her too. They take 21 days. And sure enough, actually 19 days later, they all started hatching. And over the next 2 days, all but one guinea egg and one chook egg hatched! You never saw a prouder mama! And every one of those 26 babes tucked themselves underneath her to keep warm.

Now, 3 and a half weeks later, we have 8 keets left and 2 of the 3 chicks. 3 keets have died, despite our best effort to keep them alive – they just weren't meant to be. And we traded 10 keets for 5 chicks and a couple dozen eggs (to eat!). And we bought 5 4-week old pullets from Tom out at Efland Mill.

So the final count is: Guineas: 4 adults, 4 white, 3 grey, Hawkeye, and 8 babes. Chooks: 4 old hens, 5 teenagers, 5 traded chicks, 2 hatched here, and Buffy. Total birds: 37. What a delight!