
You guys have have it SO EASY. Let me explain. We move to the 'country', 3000 miles away from our former home to embark on our huge lifestyle change. We find something that is roughly 20 miles round trip to the post office. We set up camp on our Fabulous Five acres and start aquiring livestock. Less than 3 weeks into it, Nosie Nellie sports her Hoveround, Lark (whatever) down our drive. SO IT BEGINS. These are exact quotes. "Where's your rooster? If you're gonna have hens, you have to have a rooster." No, to have chicks I need a rooster. "You cannot possibly free-range those chickens!" WHY? "You'll lose some." "Do you know how to candle an egg?" WHY? "If you EAT an egg with a blood spot, you can get VERY sick." WHAT? "You have to feed chickens grains. They'll starve if you don't. They won't survive." HA! "Your chickens are screwy. They range too far. You need to pen them." ??? "If you don't feed them layer mash, they won't lay." chickens... So, the entire garden that I prepared for the chickens doomed them to death? It is a new growing season. I would love to tell this woman to......eff off. How do I bring this well-meaning so-and-so to heel? She takes my eggs readily enough. "Oh, your Americana eggs are so sweet. Please, no duck eggs, they disgust me." She has even informed my husband that he knows nothing about horses (we have 5) and called animal enforcement on some unsheared sheep at a neighbors. Any advice would be....advantageous. Does anyone else have it this bad? AND....If you you do, in which section should I post this?
Owned by 2 grown offspring, 2 spoiled cats (Albert and Stanley), and 7 (correction: 10; chicken math, ya know) silly biddies: Blanche, Clara Cluck, Dorothy, Olivia, Miss Prissy, Agnes, Edwina, Eunice, Ruby and Bernice, who fill my basket with gorgeous multicolored eggs.
Here, every night is Ladies' Night: http://www.backyardchickens.com/a/lazy-womans-automatic-self-operating-chicken-coop
Owned by 2 grown offspring, 2 spoiled cats (Albert and Stanley), and 7 (correction: 10; chicken math, ya know) silly biddies: Blanche, Clara Cluck, Dorothy, Olivia, Miss Prissy, Agnes, Edwina, Eunice, Ruby and Bernice, who fill my basket with gorgeous multicolored eggs.
Here, every night is Ladies' Night: http://www.backyardchickens.com/a/lazy-womans-automatic-self-operating-chicken-coop


















Crazy people! I try and try to explain to them but than they tell me I'm just being a hypocrite.






