- Jan 16, 2010
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I enjoy my chickens, and would be sad if something bad happened to them. I like seeing their interaction and watching them mature and learn new things. I like giving them treats, and I have fun improving their coop and run. I even sort of enjoy cleaning up after them. I have a park bench that I put outside the run so that I can just sit and watch them and listen to them. It's rewarding to collect their eggs, and to eat them. I am looking forward to having a broody hen and letting her hatch eggs and raise chicks.
I picked the breeds that I have because they are supposedly "combination" birds, good as layers and as meat birds. I would have absolutely no problem processing and eating any excess, but my wife has serious objections, so I will accede to her wishes, for the present.
So, I guess I don't "love" my chickens; I just like them.
ETA: I awoke this morning with the thought that my chickens feel the same way about me. They don't love me, but they like me.
I picked the breeds that I have because they are supposedly "combination" birds, good as layers and as meat birds. I would have absolutely no problem processing and eating any excess, but my wife has serious objections, so I will accede to her wishes, for the present.
So, I guess I don't "love" my chickens; I just like them.
ETA: I awoke this morning with the thought that my chickens feel the same way about me. They don't love me, but they like me.
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