First out (through MY door), Mama and her sister. Then Rusty (the roo) and several of the 10 week chicks. Mama is calling for little Storm who is off to the side to avoid the stampeed (and screaming for Mama). Storm comes out, THEN I go in to open their door. The rest go out that door. Dumped the feed, then back out to toss the scratch. NEED COFFEE.
Want coffee? A cup of Earl Grey would suffice me.
Working on the coffee now. HOWEVER, a nice cuppa sounds great too
My rooster says good morning to you too!
It’s a chicken forage blend. It has a couple types of grass, clover, Millet, alfalfa, field peas, Buckwheat,and I think flax.
And here are mine. They have holes which is good for ventilation but not good when Dotty pecks my feet!
Pardon my ignorance, but aren’t jets less fun to fly?Honestly my friends, I thought by now in my life I would be piloting a jet aircraft . A Learjet. I failed myself and my dreams. For by now, I’ll fly my beautiful eagle Cessna. Anybody have a million dollars I could borrow, to buy a Lear? Didn’t think so.
No, they are not ! Faster, more range and a more adrenaline rush to fly!
Got it. Chicken tax.
Only if a bird is on trial.Jury duty today. I wonder if I could have Beetov-Hen , or Rocks-Anne, sit in for me?
