When I got there I saw, a sweet lil old lady, "Bee" I think her name was, unloading her van, so I offered to help get her stuff to the tables. After that I mingled around and met a few fellow "crazies" and learned some chicken stuff... while waiting for one of the women to return who was selling some BLRW's. I made my purchase and then adopted 2 more hens (need to learn to say no)...
I was needing to get out so I didn't bring more home because I think that I'm probably 4 birds over my housing limit. I also needed to get them home and situated before getting to my grand sons first B-day party.
A dozen more, I know I could never do that!!!!! Nor would the DW let me...lol
Bea was the gal I car pooled with, NOW I remember where I saw the jersey. I just like to push chickens on peeps...