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Quote: I was going to join the brahma girls in a little poo scratching this morning, but I had brought them some leftover spaghetti. Surprisingly, they prefer my cooking to cow poo.

Quote: The brahma girls do have extraordinarily shiny feathers.

Now how do y'all know it's not some kind of delicacy? After all, whoever would have thought to look at a fish, say let's eat it raw and call it sushi?

scratch through a pile of fresh, wet cow poo like my brahma girls did this morning. There must be something to it, they went straight to the pile when I opened their pop door. Maybe it's like semi-solid coffee or something?