- Jan 21, 2012
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So this is how it starts....
We acquired about 43 acres of ugly overgrown farmland thats basically old tag alder and conifers in hopes that someday we would build our dream home there. Its on the outskirts of the city and is registered appropriately to allow us to have a farm one day if we elect to. But more inviting was the deer and rabbit tracks that I found, and thus purchased the property with hopes of hunting on it someday.
But the family had something different in mind....
Sitting at the dinner table, my youngest, out of the blue blurts out "Chickens!" "Can we have chickens dad??" And my oldest then chimed in without hesitation...."Yeah...I wanna name one Peepers...." and before I even choked on the food, I had three sets of eyes looking at me inquisitively....my wife included.
"Chickens eh?" was the only audible sound that I could make.
So to make a long story short, I agreed that I would look into the matter and see if it would be feasible.
We live in Northern Ontario Canada where summers might hit mid 80s (30Cish) and winters drop down to -40F (C) occasionally so this was one of my concerns....as was looking after them because I know the kids interest would not be supportive once they realized it was work....not to mention the smell!.
So here I am....and hopefully I will lurk long enough before I jump into this with both feet while my family pushes from behind lol.
Anthony
We acquired about 43 acres of ugly overgrown farmland thats basically old tag alder and conifers in hopes that someday we would build our dream home there. Its on the outskirts of the city and is registered appropriately to allow us to have a farm one day if we elect to. But more inviting was the deer and rabbit tracks that I found, and thus purchased the property with hopes of hunting on it someday.
But the family had something different in mind....
Sitting at the dinner table, my youngest, out of the blue blurts out "Chickens!" "Can we have chickens dad??" And my oldest then chimed in without hesitation...."Yeah...I wanna name one Peepers...." and before I even choked on the food, I had three sets of eyes looking at me inquisitively....my wife included.
"Chickens eh?" was the only audible sound that I could make.
So to make a long story short, I agreed that I would look into the matter and see if it would be feasible.
We live in Northern Ontario Canada where summers might hit mid 80s (30Cish) and winters drop down to -40F (C) occasionally so this was one of my concerns....as was looking after them because I know the kids interest would not be supportive once they realized it was work....not to mention the smell!.
So here I am....and hopefully I will lurk long enough before I jump into this with both feet while my family pushes from behind lol.
Anthony