Quote: I got chickens after my geriatric dog and cat finally died of old age/cancer. The amount of money it cost to maintain them in the best of times (when they weren't sick and didn't have big medical bills) was pretty hefty. So I must admit, I haven't been very good about eyeing the cost of chickens - I justify them as another big group of pets somehow...
Well, I had a restless night (worrying about how to pull off the chicken rearrangements), and finally got up at 5am and pulled the GNH girls off the roosts and put them in the chicken hospital to wait. Then I pulled the Speckled Sussex off the roost (and away from poor Tank) and put them in a crate in the car. Had some coffee and then delivered the SS to a friend who will spoil them silly. When I came home, poor Tank was wandering around wondering where his girls had gone, so I introduced his new girls, the three GNH. As gentlemanly as he can be normally, he was a little too excited to be polite and there was a bit of chasing. It has settled down a bit, but the poor guy alternates between chasing/attempting to mount and staring off into space, as if to ask, "Do you mean I have to figure out this girl stuff all over again?!" Poor fella...
I'm awake early and there's lots to do - I wish I didn't feel like crawling back into bed instead.
- Ant Farm