- Apr 19, 2010
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If you would have told me even 5 years ago that I would want to raise chickens and be excited about it, I would have denied it and not believed you. I was born and raised in a small town, not rural, just small. I considered myself a city girl, privacy meant nothing and the shopping was always convenient.....then I married a "farmer" boy. He was born and raised on and near farms in the country. In this sense, we are very very different. Seven years ago, we moved to a 10 acre parcel about 10 minutes from town and I have been complaining ever since! All of this 7 years I have been out there, I have been praying to God to bring me peace, if I continue to live out there, my husband is happy, if we move to town, I am happy, he is unhappy....so anyway, something this winter sparked inside of me and I wanted chickens. They sounded cute, adorable and loyal. I would need layers because, of course, I want nothing to do with raising my own meat----yuck. My husband obliged and we have a dozen chickies coming April 28th. I have the chicken coop, run and the outside stuff in hand and ready. It is the first four to eight weeks that I am worried about.....is there any suggestions to keeping this time easy, clean and happy?