![]() the story of the chickens in my yard |
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So if you have been here before I’m sure you noticed all the chickens we have running around. If you haven’t been here before, let me tell you, we have chickens running all over the place. I recently moved in with my fiancée and he had a few chickens that would hang in his yard. There was one special chicken that brought all of her chicks to the yard and I took a great fondness to her. Soon I named her (Honey), starting buying feed, and before too long I found myself with about a hundred chickens. My idea was to start collecting the eggs to eat and give to friends. I haven’t figured out how to do that without cooping them yet. So now I have tons of chickens and I’m pretty sure all of my neighbors hate me since we ended up with a lot more roosters than hens. So even thought my stateside family members think I’m looney (what’s new?), and people will soon be calling me the “chicken lady”, these are my “peeps”. |
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