So in the flurry of getting ready for the reunion and in an attempt to diminish the many pilings of chicken s*&$ on all the sidewalks, in the grass, the sandboxes, the doorsteps (my personal favorite), and pretty much everywhere—Jeremy built a new chicken palace out past the barn. The idea, this time, is that the chickens stay “locked” up (they have a run, for goodness sakes all you animal rights activists) and keep the compound “poop” free. Part of the problem with the other run/coop is that they were darn good at escaping. This time, however, we did our research and, hopefully, clipped their wings correctly. Apparently you’re supposed to clip one wing: you know, to keep them lopsided. We’ll see if it works. That rooster is the devil and if there’s a way out of the new place…he’ll find it. So, keep your fingers crossed.
Having the chickens so far away has been a blessing, though, we don’t hear the rooster as loudly when he begins crowing at 4 am. Yes, you heard that right, 4 am. Actually, it seems that he doesn’t really stop crowing…so you can hear it about anytime of day or night. Related to the crowing is the funny joke that Dustin & Jeremy decided to play on Kyle Brown. They took the rooster over there one night and tied it up on the porch so as to wake everyone up at some point in the night. Long story short: Cameron & Pam and Shadow (their dog) prematurely scared the shit out of it (literally, it was everywhere on the porch), and it broke its tether. They had to throw it in a box for the night. It didn’t stop the crowing, though. The unfortunate thing of all this is that I was extremely excited to finally get a good nights rest when around midnight our neighbors backed a huge truck down their drive, and herded out some “just weaned” calves. “Just weaned” means that they were ripped away from their mother and spend the next week and a half bawling every night because they miss her. Sad, I know, but more annoying than anything. Joke’s on us.
Anyway, come get some eggs, though, we now have brown, green, and pink ones.
3 comments:
ummmm....chicken wings.
I would love some chicken wings with BBQ right now, that sounds so good.
Daisy and I sleep with our windows open and wake up to the sound of trucks and other construction related activities. They are supposed to wait until 7am but they start earlier. And what are they doing at 6am that they have to be constantly backing up...beep beep beep that frieking truck will not stop backing up.
The grass is always greener I guess.
I've always loved how green your lawns are and now I understand why - all those free range chickens! Do you think I could borrow one for a couple of weeks?
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