Wednesday, January 18, 2012

Chickens

            Here we are again, the week that the McMurray Hatchery catalog comes out and Jeff and the boys start planning their poultry empire.  Some of you know me pretty well and you know how I feel about poultry, for those of you who don’t let me fill you in.  I prefer that poultry come already dead, de-feathered, and frozen.  I don’t know why (maybe I saw Alfred Hitchock’s  The Birds one too many times as a kid) but chickens scare me.  There is just something about those sharp looking claws and pointy beaks that just makes me think that I will soon be in pain.  Besides, they’re dirty and smelly.  Protest as I might, I learned a while back that I have been completely out voted on this matter and had better just learn to suck it up and deal with it.
            This year I think I’m finally starting to get used to the idea.  I do have one request though before Jeff goes ordering 30-40 peeps, I want to build a proper coop for them.  We have had a lot of trouble in the past because the pen couldn’t keep predetors out or the roof leaked, etc.  So if we’re going to do this, and it appears that we are, then we should do it right.
            Now all I have to do is figure out how to build a good sturdy coop to keep our chickens safe and pay for it.  Hopefully I can convince the men of this house that maybe we should start out with 10-15 chickens so we don’t bite off too much at one time. 


            One a totally unrelated topic, I think I’ve finally found a series of books that Shane really enjoys.  We bought him 2 of the Diary of a Wimpy Kid books for Christmas and he is already over half way through first one!  He actually sits down to read without my asking him to.  I think I’m going to have to pick up the rest of the series for him soon.  He’ll probably be ready for #3 by Easter!  Joy!

1 comment:

  1. Our little poultry princesses and King Copper are not meant for meat and I'm really glad. , I'm not scared of them, I just can't eat them after seeing all those heads and feet and gizzards everywhere. Blahhh. But I do love the eggs they give us and they are all really docile, I think, because when we first got them, I 'd go in the coop and pet them and talk to them. So maybe I'm the Chicken Whisperer, lol.

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