THIS I Am Not Happy About
One of our three hens is defective. It crows. See the black and white chicken? That is the guilty party. We did not purchase a crowing model of chicken so I don’t know how this could have happened. I am not a country girl at heart. At least not yet. I am not ready for animals that crow all day and night and interrupt my peace and quiet. LOUD crickets that set up camp right under my window are bad enough. Happy little hens that scratch around the yard eating bugs all day and then quietly roost in their cage at night, without waking anyone up, are the perfect pets. Especially when they are old enough to start demonstrating their pleasure by giving us eggs. It'll be about time I get things around here that earn their keep.
Noisy, aggressive little roosters with a bad attitude that wake my baby up too early every morning and don't do anything useful just might have to get “lost” before the kids get home from vacation. My sister informed me last night of how to do this in a humane way. She has chickens too. In fact we stayed up till midnight talking about chickens. Her 12 year old will be so relieved that we have something else to talk about besides working out. Who, by the way, has started running with her Mother every night. I think we may have a new convert in the family. These kinds of obsessions must start early.
I have figured out what my hang up is about owning a dog. I always felt sorry for our dogs growing up. I thought they were neglected because we didn’t play with them enough. Their big eyes and happy tails get so sad when you walk by them without any show of love. I tried to love them but they really needed more love than I could give.
Chickens don’t need love. In fact they run away if you try to offer it. “Oh no, someone is looking at us. Run away! Run away! Yes, run right into our cage. They’ll never catch us there!” Their eyes do not ever look sad. I am content to imagine that they are happy with a water dish to poop in and a giant weed for shade. What more could they ask for?
posted by The Lazy Organizer @ 1:08 PM
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5 Comments:
HA! I just found your blog and have enjoyed looking at it.
BTW, it wasn't until we moved to TX that I realized that people kept chickens as pets, it's really kind of odd :)
We had chickens as a child and I LOVED it. I would have them now if we lived on some acreage. Love them warm brown eggs.
Just saw your link off of Naddin's page and believe me, I need organizational help. I'll be back!!
Your post makes me miss our chickens. We haven't had any for 6 years. When we first started out, we were given 6 chicks. There turned out to be 1 girl, and 5 boys. Talk about a lot of rooster crowing and cock fighting. We couldn't get rid of them soon enough.
Thanks for stopping by my blog. I am enjoying yours....love your purse kit. Every mother needs a garbage bag in her purse!
It appears your black and white hen is in fact a Sebright Rooster. they look just like the females of that breed. I have a few chickens here in my backyard in Massachusetts. By law we aren't allowed to own roosters in this town. It seems the urban variety neighbor is a pissy lot who won't tolerate any of that so-this-is-how-our-forefathers-lived sort of nonsense. I'd like to get a couple of goats (you know, make my own cheese and spin my own yarn), but as I'm not a morning person, I won't be getting them until they invent a self-milking variety.
Love your blog. Victoria
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