Hello, I am new here. You have heard the expression, "it cost me an arm and a leg"? Well...

Hello. I have been hovering in the background, reading, enjoying, considering... Wanting to get my own "girls". Up until about 6 months ago, my husband has staunchly said "No" to the idea. His love is motorcycle riding and I spent the last few years trying to learn, so I could share his love and fun. So, you are saying, what does all that have to do with "COSTING AN ARM AND A LEG"?

About 6 months ago, I took a fall while we were dirt bike riding. I shattered my leg, and really did a number on my knee as well. Stuck in bed, motorcycle riding a thing of the past, husband feeling really bad about what has come to past. I clearly needed a new interest. About 3 months ago, I finally got my coop, and my beginning chicken family. I love my girls, they are really therapeutic and helped me through this tough time.

I am happy to say that I am beginning to walk again. And although it is not exactly correct, I sometimes say that my chickens did not cost an arm and a leg; but they did cost "a leg" (sort of)

Looking forward to continuing my journey, with a lot of you to help guide me.

Incidentally, I have Seramas. I have raised them since they were 5 days old. I hand-feed them worms every day, they sleep in the house at night. I love my new feathered family!