Well, it all started several years ago. I moved to Texas. My mom was a animal lover, always adopting and boarding animals ranging from cats to dogs to owls to snakes. Her specialty is reptiles. So of course when we moved to a farm in Texas, I was saddened. I planed on becoming a reptile expert. I couldn't wait to go out and buy a green boa, and aim again the anguish I had when the first animal my mother bought was some measly chickens. Were they to eat? Nope. No fried chicken for me. We got them for eggs plain boring eggs. And I was the one to care for them. It sucked in all honesty. Then one day my moms old friend heard I took care of the chickens, and knew I loved animals. She said she couldn't keep her 3 silkies anymore, and she gave them to me. I couldn't mention how I hated chickens. So we went to get them, and I was awestruck at what I saw. The fluffiest things I'd ever seen, and I took them with glee. I built them their own cage by hand, and put them in there. I spent hundreds of my on money just buying them special treats and things they didn't need. Ever since then I've fallen in love and learned much. I have silkies in a variety of colors, a diverse bunch of sizzles and frizzles, japenese bantams and other bantams I've yet to identify. I've had Sultans and Cochins, and even had a perfectly healthy frazzle. over the three years, I've fallen in love with watching their behavior, and learning stuff. I've seen many killed, I have to admit. I feel terrible with how poor I took care of them at first, over 60 chicks must not have made it to adulthood. I've accidently killed a few, broken a chicks toe, scissored beaks, and forgotten to lick them up resulting in raccoons or other creatures killing them. I once forgot to do the annual wing clipping, and my beloved show quality silki flew out the coop where my dog ripped it's head off. I've not been the best owner, but I'm still learning. I'm still young, recently turned a teen. I used to get a lot of advice from this website so I dicided to create my own account. Chickens have changed me from reptile fanatic to chicken killer-but-lover
Cya around.
