Aunt Theodora
Chirping
New member. Loved reading stories. Also good ideas. So I registered to join in for conversations. I got my first flock of chickens about 1953. So you know I am an old chicken gal. I had White Rocks. I raised them in hopes of buying a Conn flute. Unfortunately after eating chicken every Sunday and selling nice brown eggs one morning as I approached the chicken coop it was quiet. No clucking or crowing or sound of flopping wings. And I opened door to a quiet coop full of dead chickens everywhere. A weasel. I never got my Conn flute. But There is something about the clucking of hens and roosters crowing and flapping their wings that has stayed with me. Chickens are amazing.