MY CHICKENIE FRIEND

I like chickens. They like to flap and fly.

by William Marchand

Psst... chickens... you aren't people

Cutest coop ever....

And they still insist on invading my space.

Independence Day

Maturity comes early when you are poultry. Less than 2 months old, and the girls are ready to stay out all night long. Whether they party or not, I don't know, but I am not sitting up waiting for them to come home.

Last night, we left the back door open for them to come in to sleep in their brooder (hay-bottomed oversized aquarium). Midnight came, and they were still cuddled together on the patio bookcase. Warm air and good smells beckoned them inside, but they chose to stay out in the cool night air.

I had thought we would have kick them out of the nest when the time came, but it looks like they beat us to it. Kids always grow up faster than we think they will, don't they?

We woke up this morning to find them eating happily in their almost-completed coop. I rewarded them for their milestone with a bowl of yogurt : )

The Circle of Life ... or ... Take That, Suckas!

I discovered that little green wormy caterpillars have been eating the leaves of our Brussel's sprouts plants. Now, I'm not a fan of Brussel's sprouts per se, but that doesn't mean I am growing them for the invertebrates to enjoy. The little photo essay below will demonstrate what I call justice.