I had a pony. One year, the day after Halloween, I gathered all my black licorice candy to give to the pony since I did not like it, he grabbed it greedily, when he chewed it realized it was black licorice and let it all fall drop from his mouth.
I am going to sing "I feel the earth move" by Carol King. If I make it to Hollywood and become the next American Idol, I will give up my egg laying career and change my name to "Gilbeaux" because it has more star quality.
Hubby is grilling chicken, (not ours) I made Mac salad, by using store reser's then adding egg, pickle, and celery. Pepper also, but no salt, salt is in pickle, and the reser's.l also made rhubarb pie, and DH bought ice cream.
I always say take the roosters from hens their own age and givem to the big hens. This can happen at 8 weeks, even before young hens go in pen. The roosters may even be nice to you because you are nicer then the hens.
"I am tired of all this organic crap! I want spaghetti-os!"
I actually hear a boy scream this at the grocery store. The boy was about 10. The meat dept guy got a good chuckle over it.
She was a last born. Day 22 I helped her out of the egg, no blood. No leg problems, no belly button issues. The only difference is she complained a lot. I think I did not notice her clogged butt soon enough.
The hen that laid a green/gray egg, I did pop it into the incubator to check since she squatted more than the blue egg hen. But it was also not fertile.