Dumbest Things People Have Said About Your Chickens/Eggs/Meat

[LIChickens]

Good grief. I just unloaded 5 dozen eggs today, and I've got close to another dozen already, even though only 2 of my older girls are currently laying! My new flock of 7 is laying like crazy!

 

[OneMountainAcres]

Good grief. I just unloaded 5 dozen eggs today, and I've got close to another dozen already, even though only 2 of my older girls are currently laying! My new flock of 7 is laying like crazy!

we're up to 11 out of 13 laying so far and half the time we end up out of eggs because everyone wants them. Every time we end up with a dozen, there's someone else on the waiting list for them lol

 

[Blooie]

I must be living in a time warp. Here folks still have big gardens, can and freeze as much as they can and share the rest. Lots of people here in town have sheep, cows for milk and a steer or two for meat, goats, donkeys, mules, horses, chickens (including roos), geese, ducks, and turkeys. Our freezers are full of what we've grown, fished for, and hunted for. Most folks have a year's supply of food set back and rotate it regularly.

Kids here know how to say, "Yes'm, no'm, yessir, and no sir." They say "please" and "thank you". If I'm going to the post office pushing Kendra in her wheelchair and there's a group of kids coming the opposite way, they crouch down to her level and talk to her. Granddaughter Katie's soccer ball got stuck in a tree at the park (don't ask!) and I couldn't get it down no matter what I tried. Along came a couple of kids who turned around, went all the way back to their house and came back with a ladder. After they got the ball down they spent another 20 minutes playing soccer with Katie. When we walk out of the grocery store and there's youngsters around, at least one of them will offer to help before the others can even jump in. They'll carry the bag(s) to the car and/or open the door for us. They are big on volunteering here. The high school juniors and seniors coach the little kids' sports teams and tutor them after school at Homework Club. As a town we usually hire 6 juniors and seniors to add to the town crew for the summer and those kids EARN their paychecks, believe me. They start in the late spring by cleaning the town swimming pool. Then they spend the summer keeping the parks up, weeding the main street, deadheading the big flower arrangements, running the mosquito fogging truck, keeping up the ball fields and painting. They are awesome! One of our kids, JR Vezain, is now on the professional rodeo circuit and doing very well. But I remember him best as a classmate of my grandson's. He was the red-haired kid who saw me coming out of the post office just before Christmas one year with two large boxes. JR tipped his cowboy hat to me, and loaded the boxes into my car. As if that wasn't enough, he then asked me if I had someone at home to help me carry them in so I wouldn't slip in the snow trying to get them in myself. He said if I didn't he'd go with me and make sure I made it okay. That's typical of Cowley kids. We have some stinkers too, but doesn't everyplace? Here the good kids outnumber the bad, no question. A couple of kids went on a car egging spree a few Halloweens ago. The high school kids set up a "sting" and caught them all. After they turned them over to the law and the kids were later released, they rounded up the culprits and made them wash every single car they'd egged, even if the car had already been cleaned. We haven't had an episode of egging since. At Christmas they still go caroling. There's no such thing as "politically correct" here - it's "parentally correct" and it works.

Come the holiday season this little town of 655 people are very generous with their donations. Our town council usually has a substantial sum to provide to our less fortunate or elderly people. Long about August folks start adding a few bucks when they pay their water bills and by December there's a fair chunk of change. Last year my kids needed to get the baby a gait trainer, because her therapists and doctors thought that would help her learn to walk. (Kendra had just turned two and has Spina Bifida). But their insurance denied them - said that they'd already paid for Kendra's mobility in the form of her wheelchair. We were talking after a town council meeting one night in September, right after Kendra's second birthday, about insurance and I told them what had been done to Kendra. Come Christmas this town BOUGHT Kendra's gait trainer.

Folks here take leisurely strolls in the evenings or ride their bikes around town. Sometimes it's a whole family, sometimes just Mom and Dad or Grandma and Grandpa. But they all wave or stop to chat for a few minutes as they roam. We watch out for each other kids. It's okay to see a child doing something they shouldn't and scold them a little without fear of being sued - even if it's not your little one! Our teachers can still dry the tears and give our little ones a hug if they need it. I went from living in towns like LA, San Diego, Memphis, and Chicago and landed smack in Mayberry. We've been here almost 19 years now and this place still fascinates me. If this is a "time warp", I hope no one ever finds me.

 

[N F C]

Blooie, your town sounds wonderful. I wish there were more places like your "Mayberry" (including the places I've lived...they could all have used some of your unity).

 

[7 Biddies]

I must be living in a time warp. Here folks still have big gardens, can and freeze as much as they can and share the rest. Lots of people here in town have sheep, cows for milk and a steer or two for meat, goats, donkeys, mules, horses, chickens (including roos), geese, ducks, and turkeys. Our freezers are full of what we've grown, fished for, and hunted for. Most folks have a year's supply of food set back and rotate it regularly.

Kids here know how to say, "Yes'm, no'm, yessir, and no sir." They say "please" and "thank you". If I'm going to the post office pushing Kendra in her wheelchair and there's a group of kids coming the opposite way, they crouch down to her level and talk to her. Granddaughter Katie's soccer ball got stuck in a tree at the park (don't ask!) and I couldn't get it down no matter what I tried. Along came a couple of kids who turned around, went all the way back to their house and came back with a ladder. After they got the ball down they spent another 20 minutes playing soccer with Katie. When we walk out of the grocery store and there's youngsters around, at least one of them will offer to help before the others can even jump in. They'll carry the bag(s) to the car and/or open the door for us. They are big on volunteering here. The high school juniors and seniors coach the little kids' sports teams and tutor them after school at Homework Club. As a town we usually hire 6 juniors and seniors to add to the town crew for the summer and those kids EARN their paychecks, believe me. They start in the late spring by cleaning the town swimming pool. Then they spend the summer keeping the parks up, weeding the main street, deadheading the big flower arrangements, running the mosquito fogging truck, keeping up the ball fields and painting. They are awesome! One of our kids, JR Vezain, is now on the professional rodeo circuit and doing very well. But I remember him best as a classmate of my grandson's. He was the red-haired kid who saw me coming out of the post office just before Christmas one year with two large boxes. JR tipped his cowboy hat to me, and loaded the boxes into my car. As if that wasn't enough, he then asked me if I had someone at home to help me carry them in so I wouldn't slip in the snow trying to get them in myself. He said if I didn't he'd go with me and make sure I made it okay. That's typical of Cowley kids. We have some stinkers too, but doesn't everyplace? Here the good kids outnumber the bad, no question. A couple of kids went on a car egging spree a few Halloweens ago. The high school kids set up a "sting" and caught them all. After they turned them over to the law and the kids were later released, they rounded up the culprits and made them wash every single car they'd egged, even if the car had already been cleaned. We haven't had an episode of egging since. At Christmas they still go caroling. There's no such thing as "politically correct" here - it's "parentally correct" and it works.

Come the holiday season this little town of 655 people are very generous with their donations. Our town council usually has a substantial sum to provide to our less fortunate or elderly people. Long about August folks start adding a few bucks when they pay their water bills and by December there's a fair chunk of change. Last year my kids needed to get the baby a gait trainer, because her therapists and doctors thought that would help her learn to walk. (Kendra had just turned two and has Spina Bifida). But their insurance denied them - said that they'd already paid for Kendra's mobility in the form of her wheelchair. We were talking after a town council meeting one night in September, right after Kendra's second birthday, about insurance and I told them what had been done to Kendra. Come Christmas this town BOUGHT Kendra's gait trainer.

Folks here take leisurely strolls in the evenings or ride their bikes around town. Sometimes it's a whole family, sometimes just Mom and Dad or Grandma and Grandpa. But they all wave or stop to chat for a few minutes as they roam. We watch out for each other kids. It's okay to see a child doing something they shouldn't and scold them a little without fear of being sued - even if it's not your little one! Our teachers can still dry the tears and give our little ones a hug if they need it. I went from living in towns like LA, San Diego, Memphis, and Chicago and landed smack in Mayberry. We've been here almost 19 years now and this place still fascinates me. If this is a "time warp", I hope no one ever finds me.

Thank heavens it still exists. I'm in a small town/county where it's like a step back in time. Most of the locals are good people who grow and put up food, and are happy to help their neighbors, but we have enough folks "from off" (off the mountain) to contaminate the atmosphere with their selfish attitudes. I'm afraid the "locals" will be outnumbered soon. Maybe I need to seek out Cowley WY, and boost the population to 656.

 

[7 Biddies]

we're up to 11 out of 13 laying so far and half the time we end up out of eggs because everyone wants them. Every time we end up with a dozen, there's someone else on the waiting list for them lol

I won't sell any eggs unless I'm sure I have enough for myself. Providing the best eggs for *me* is the whole reason I started this insanity.

 

[ronott1]

I must be living in a time warp. Here folks still have big gardens, can and freeze as much as they can and share the rest. Lots of people here in town have sheep, cows for milk and a steer or two for meat, goats, donkeys, mules, horses, chickens (including roos), geese, ducks, and turkeys. Our freezers are full of what we've grown, fished for, and hunted for. Most folks have a year's supply of food set back and rotate it regularly.

Kids here know how to say, "Yes'm, no'm, yessir, and no sir." They say "please" and "thank you". If I'm going to the post office pushing Kendra in her wheelchair and there's a group of kids coming the opposite way, they crouch down to her level and talk to her. Granddaughter Katie's soccer ball got stuck in a tree at the park (don't ask!) and I couldn't get it down no matter what I tried. Along came a couple of kids who turned around, went all the way back to their house and came back with a ladder. After they got the ball down they spent another 20 minutes playing soccer with Katie. When we walk out of the grocery store and there's youngsters around, at least one of them will offer to help before the others can even jump in. They'll carry the bag(s) to the car and/or open the door for us. They are big on volunteering here. The high school juniors and seniors coach the little kids' sports teams and tutor them after school at Homework Club. As a town we usually hire 6 juniors and seniors to add to the town crew for the summer and those kids EARN their paychecks, believe me. They start in the late spring by cleaning the town swimming pool. Then they spend the summer keeping the parks up, weeding the main street, deadheading the big flower arrangements, running the mosquito fogging truck, keeping up the ball fields and painting. They are awesome! One of our kids, JR Vezain, is now on the professional rodeo circuit and doing very well. But I remember him best as a classmate of my grandson's. He was the red-haired kid who saw me coming out of the post office just before Christmas one year with two large boxes. JR tipped his cowboy hat to me, and loaded the boxes into my car. As if that wasn't enough, he then asked me if I had someone at home to help me carry them in so I wouldn't slip in the snow trying to get them in myself. He said if I didn't he'd go with me and make sure I made it okay. That's typical of Cowley kids. We have some stinkers too, but doesn't everyplace? Here the good kids outnumber the bad, no question. A couple of kids went on a car egging spree a few Halloweens ago. The high school kids set up a "sting" and caught them all. After they turned them over to the law and the kids were later released, they rounded up the culprits and made them wash every single car they'd egged, even if the car had already been cleaned. We haven't had an episode of egging since. At Christmas they still go caroling. There's no such thing as "politically correct" here - it's "parentally correct" and it works.

Come the holiday season this little town of 655 people are very generous with their donations. Our town council usually has a substantial sum to provide to our less fortunate or elderly people. Long about August folks start adding a few bucks when they pay their water bills and by December there's a fair chunk of change. Last year my kids needed to get the baby a gait trainer, because her therapists and doctors thought that would help her learn to walk. (Kendra had just turned two and has Spina Bifida). But their insurance denied them - said that they'd already paid for Kendra's mobility in the form of her wheelchair. We were talking after a town council meeting one night in September, right after Kendra's second birthday, about insurance and I told them what had been done to Kendra. Come Christmas this town BOUGHT Kendra's gait trainer.

Folks here take leisurely strolls in the evenings or ride their bikes around town. Sometimes it's a whole family, sometimes just Mom and Dad or Grandma and Grandpa. But they all wave or stop to chat for a few minutes as they roam. We watch out for each other kids. It's okay to see a child doing something they shouldn't and scold them a little without fear of being sued - even if it's not your little one! Our teachers can still dry the tears and give our little ones a hug if they need it. I went from living in towns like LA, San Diego, Memphis, and Chicago and landed smack in Mayberry. We've been here almost 19 years now and this place still fascinates me. If this is a "time warp", I hope no one ever finds me.

We have gang shootings here. It was like that up north in California when I was growing up though.

 

[LIChickens]

I must be living in a time warp.  Here folks still have big gardens, can and freeze as much as they can and share the rest.  Lots of people here in town have sheep, cows for milk and a steer or two for meat, goats, donkeys, mules, horses, chickens (including roos), geese, ducks, and turkeys.  Our freezers are full of what we've grown, fished for, and hunted for.  Most folks have a year's supply of food set back and rotate it regularly.

Kids here know how to say, "Yes'm, no'm, yessir, and no sir."  They say "please" and "thank you".  If I'm going to the post office pushing Kendra in her wheelchair and there's a group of kids coming the opposite way, they crouch down to her level and talk to her.  Granddaughter Katie's soccer ball got stuck in a tree at the park (don't ask!) and I couldn't get it down no matter what I tried. Along came a couple of kids who turned around, went all the way back to their house and came back with a ladder.  After they got the ball down they spent another 20 minutes playing soccer with Katie.  When we walk out of the grocery store and there's youngsters around, at least one of them will offer to help before the others can even jump in.  They'll carry the bag(s) to the car and/or open the door for us.  They are big on volunteering here.  The high school juniors and seniors coach the little kids' sports teams and tutor them after school at Homework Club.  As a town we usually hire 6 juniors and seniors to add to the town crew for the summer and those kids EARN their paychecks, believe me.  They start in the late spring by cleaning the town swimming pool.  Then they spend the summer keeping the parks up, weeding the main street, deadheading the big flower arrangements, running the mosquito fogging truck, keeping up the ball fields and painting.  They are awesome!  One of our kids, JR Vezain, is now on the professional rodeo circuit and doing very well.  But I remember him best as a classmate of my grandson's.  He was the red-haired kid who saw me coming out of the post office just before Christmas one year with two large boxes.  JR tipped his cowboy hat to me, and loaded the boxes into my car. As if that wasn't enough, he then asked me if I had someone at home to help me carry them in so I wouldn't slip in the snow trying to get them in myself.  He said if I didn't he'd go with me and make sure I made it okay. That's typical of Cowley kids.  We have some stinkers too, but doesn't everyplace?  Here the good kids outnumber the bad, no question.  A couple of kids went on a car egging spree a few Halloweens ago.  The high school kids set up a "sting" and caught them all.  After they turned them over to the law and the kids were later released, they rounded up the culprits and made them wash every single car they'd egged, even if the car had already been cleaned.  We haven't had an episode of egging since.  At Christmas they still go caroling.  There's no such thing as "politically correct" here - it's "parentally correct" and it works.

Come the holiday season this little town of 655 people are very generous with their donations. Our town council usually has a substantial sum to provide to our less fortunate or elderly people. Long about August folks start adding a few bucks when they pay their water bills and by December there's a fair chunk of change.  Last year my kids needed to get the baby a gait trainer, because her therapists and doctors thought that would help her learn to walk.  (Kendra had just turned two and has Spina Bifida). But their insurance denied them - said that they'd already paid for Kendra's mobility in the form of her wheelchair. We were talking after a town council meeting one night in September, right after Kendra's second birthday, about insurance and I told them what had been done to Kendra.  Come Christmas this town BOUGHT Kendra's gait trainer. 

Folks here take leisurely strolls in the evenings or ride their bikes around town.  Sometimes it's a whole family, sometimes just Mom and Dad or Grandma and Grandpa.  But they all wave or stop to chat for a few minutes as they roam.  We watch out for each other kids.  It's okay to see a child doing something they shouldn't and scold them a little without fear of being sued - even if it's not your little one! Our teachers can still dry the tears and give our little ones a hug if they need it.  I went from living in towns like LA, San Diego, Memphis, and Chicago and landed smack in Mayberry.  We've been here almost 19 years now and this place still fascinates me.  If this is a "time warp", I hope no one ever finds me.

For most people in this country, you are describing a foreign country. My question is: Do you allow immigrants to your foreign land from the US and what are the requirements for acceptance?

 

[ronott1]

For most people in this country, you are describing a foreign country. My question is: Do you allow immigrants to your foreign land from the US and what are the requirements for acceptance?

I love it!

 

[oldrooster]

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