So for my farely new passion of homesteading and making myself completely domesticated, I got some chickens. I have a love hate relationship with these chickens. We got these guys in late September of 2013 and they didn't lay eggs for months...there's some hate.
Welcome home chickens
Then we decided to let them free range around the yard and BAM, more eggs than we knew what to do with. Turns out they found something outside the coop that helped in egg production...there's the love.
These chickens have become part of the family. My son, Ollie and our 3 dogs are obsessed over these birds. The chore of feeding and caring for the chickens has become a favorite.
Turns out, I love chickens. I really enjoy feeding and caring for them. We've even named our 9 chickens, so we are 100 percent attached now. I mean, pets that give you food is pretty cool. At least they're earning their keep. Although, it's not always a perfect relationship. They do tend to get annoying at times, taking over the yard and scratching up everything, pooping on your front steps, driving the dogs crazy with temptations of getting a chicken feast and begging for food. My chickens beg for food, it's crazy, they sit right outside the front porch and wait for you to come out and then they swarm you until you cave and throw some feed at them. Geeez, maybe they're spoiled. I don't know. One thing I do know is, my little chicken coop makes me and my family happy.
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