Dumbest Things People Have Said About Your Chickens/Eggs/Meat - Part 2 : Chicken Boogaloo.

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That's one opinion. while I like chickens and enjoy their company they are breakfast manufacturing and eventual lunch or dinner to me. as I said it's up to one's opinion and they are like duffs everyone has one.
 
Never fails. was running just a touch late to work and as I'm walking out to my car and the wind had knocked over my pen fence for my girls. Thankfully, they weren't in the garden, but they were all out. Thankfully, a few shakes of a bag of meal worms was enough to get their attention and bring them back into the coop to lock them up. Luckily, I didn't have a session right away, but it was still kinda annoying to have to round them up like that.
 
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My good friend was up here recently from the city to help me out when I got home from the hospital with a broken ankle. Gotta give her credit for being such a good sport b/c she didn't hesitate when it was time to feed the chickens and collect their eggs. When she returned with the eggs, she had a puzzled look on her face and sounded concerned when she announced, "There are only 5 eggs". I have 8 hens and she assumed that they each laid an egg every day, so something must Be wrong.

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Ah, the uninitiated. I thought it was cute.
 
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My good friend was up here recently from the city to help me out when I got home from the hospital with a broken ankle. Gotta give her credit for being such a good sport b/c she didn't hesitate when it was time to feed the chickens and collect their eggs. When she returned with the eggs, she had a puzzled look on her face and sounded concerned when she announced, "There are only 5 eggs". I have 8 hens and she assumed that they each laid an egg every day, so something must Be wrong.




Ah, the uninitiated. I thought it was cute.
Sorry to hear about your ankle. How did you break it??
 
Sorry to hear about your ankle.  How did you break it??  



I live in the Blue Ridge Mountains, meaning I garden and tend chickens on the side of a hill. As I was walking down the hill after 2 weeks of rain, my foot slid, digging into the wet red clay which held it like a vise. The ankle went one way while I went the other. I broke 3 bones with the interior one coming through the skin, dislocated the joint, and tore up some ligaments which got in the way when they tried to put the joint back together ... twice ... in the ER ... without anesthesia.

That was 2 months ago tomorrow and I'm still not able to walk on it. So much for the garden this year. :hit. Hopefully, I'll be up and about by the time the veggies are in the Farmers Markets.
 
I live in the Blue Ridge Mountains, meaning I garden and tend chickens on the side of a hill. As I was walking down the hill after 2 weeks of rain, my foot slid, digging into the wet red clay which held it like a vise. The ankle went one way while I went the other. I broke 3 bones with the interior one coming through the skin, dislocated the joint, and tore up some ligaments which got in the way when they tried to put the joint back together ... twice ... in the ER ... without anesthesia.

That was 2 months ago tomorrow and I'm still not able to walk on it. So much for the garden this year.
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. Hopefully, I'll be up and about by the time the veggies are in the Farmers Markets.
that doesn't sound like fun. hope they got it right this time.
 

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