You'll have to judge by body condition, as there is no set standard on amounts to give for chickens...at least, not with any accuracy, as all flocks and breeds are different in their nutritional needs. If your birds run like a fat lady(rock side to side instead of scissoring the legs), cut back on rations. If they run like a young girl(good, long strides like scissors) your fine. If they look too thin, up the rations. Slender is perfect for layers. For winter, you can let them get a little more plump than slender but I wouldn't let them get too fat. If you have BOs it's a foregone conclusion they will be fat, so not much you can do with that breed to regulate the feed without hurting the other breeds.
Right now, I've got 13 LF breeds getting 4 c. of FF as their forage has finally played out for the year. If you live somewhere warm and with good forage still, you may not need as much feed. This summer I was feeding 14 LF on 1 1/2 c. of FF per day...so you can see that the feed amounts vary widely according to season and number of birds, with their individual nutritive needs according to availability of forage and the type of feed being given.
Yes...the Ol' Bat(my mother) had a cell phone forced upon her by one of my sibs and it has come in handy now and again because there are no phone booths in town now, but that's all we use it for..just for traveling and such. Cells don't work out where we live and even if they did, we wouldn't give up our land line and switch to the headache of a cell phone.
I too cannot stand to sit in a restaurant and listen to a loud exchange over the phone...if I had wanted to hear that I would have asked for the table next to the kitchen or the pay phone. I also cannot bear to be eating a meal with someone who lays their phone on the table and picks it up every two seconds to text someone else. How rude is that?? I saw a young woman come into a place the other day with a baby and toddler in tow...the baby got relegated to the floor in his little seat and the toddler was left to climb into the booth on his own, while the mother texted and kept her phone close to her like a treasure. All the while they ate, the baby was ignored and the toddler was too..as the woman gave her full attention to the phone, with the occasional irritated remark to the toddler when he spoke to her or needed something. I've come to hate the cell phones as the name seems quite accurate...people are imprisoned by them.
Yep...let it happen as you cannot help it with temp fluctuations and a metal roof. Nice, deep litter to absorb the drips and good ventilation in the coop and that's about all you can do.
No darn hemorrhoid and the kids are all grown and flew the nest...just the Ol' Bat(the mother) and I.
We live out in the sticks and I don't get to town much, so I nearly qualify.
A hermit (adjectival form: eremitic or hermitic) is a person who lives, to some degree, in seclusion from society. That's me! Didn't used to be, but for the past few years I've been pretty much a hermit and loving it! Spent too much of my life serving the public and dealing with people every single day, so seclusion from it all is like a dream from which I don't wish to awaken.
