Love it

Got to say, any town that doesn't allow hens is so far behind the times it is embarrassing. Even NYC allows chickens. NYC!!! There's not even grass in that city and they allow chickens! lol

I fully understand the limitations on Roosters because yes, they can impact your neighbors- but not hens.

Unless there is some very specific environmental reason not to keep chickens (like a bird estuary that could cross-contaminate avian disease)... just makes no sense.

100% truth, I'd never move to a town that didn't allow chickens. No question!
 
I love it. Congrats to him and all our flock/herd-lovers who endure endless stipulations/regulations. He showed his intelligence and compassion to the board, instead of being obstinate and rowdy; now, that's the way to handle city hall. I haven't had any complaints or reached the limit, but hoping I can move to a larger location before things change here in Chatham County, Ga.
 
I have to agree that anyplace that doesn't allow chickens isn't getting me as a taxpayer! Such a place could proclaim itself Utopia with free houses for all & we STILL wouldn't go!

Makes me think of the old Twilight Zone episode where an old codger dies while out hunting (racoons, ironically for this story in this forum). Anyway, his faithful hunting dog is so broken hearted, he dies too. They wander around the countryside, coming across various people. The old man tries to talk to a group of gravediggers, only to be ignored. He pays his respects at the grave anyway & moves on... none too happy at having been ignored but having made an excuse that they were too overcome with grief to talk.
He wanders around a while & comes to a gate at the edge of a beautiful, lush property. The fella by the gate greets him all warm & friendly like, explains that he's actually dead & that he is standing at THE gates of Heaven.
He's invited inside and as he calls for his dog & starts for the gate, that friendly gatekeeper stops him, saying that "No dogs are allowed in Heaven" & that he'll have to part ways with him. "There's a separate Heaven for animals, don't worry." The old codger basically tells him to go pound salt, since he wasn't going anywhere that his dog couldn't go, Heaven included, and leaves.
They walk on a while longer & come to yet another gate at the edge of another beautiful & lush property, with another friendly gatekeeper. As the gatekeeper calls him by name & announces that they have been expecting him, the old guy cuts right to the chase & says that if his dog isn't allowed in he's not going either.
The gatekeeper smiles & says that of course his faithful companion is allowed in and calls the dog by name, too. The gatekeeper says that they hadn't really been at Heaven's Gate before & that those folks always try to trick people right up to the end.

THAT'S what life without chickens is...for me, anyway. No place that I want to be!!
 
I have to agree that anyplace that doesn't allow chickens isn't getting me as a taxpayer! Such a place could proclaim itself Utopia with free houses for all & we STILL wouldn't go!

Makes me think of the old Twilight Zone episode where an old codger dies while out hunting (racoons, ironically for this story in this forum). Anyway, his faithful hunting dog is so broken hearted, he dies too. They wander around the countryside, coming across various people. The old man tries to talk to a group of gravediggers, only to be ignored. He pays his respects at the grave anyway & moves on... none too happy at having been ignored but having made an excuse that they were too overcome with grief to talk.
He wanders around a while & comes to a gate at the edge of a beautiful, lush property. The fella by the gate greets him all warm & friendly like, explains that he's actually dead & that he is standing at THE gates of Heaven.
He's invited inside and as he calls for his dog & starts for the gate, that friendly gatekeeper stops him, saying that "No dogs are allowed in Heaven" & that he'll have to part ways with him. "There's a separate Heaven for animals, don't worry." The old codger basically tells him to go pound salt, since he wasn't going anywhere that his dog couldn't go, Heaven included, and leaves.
They walk on a while longer & come to yet another gate at the edge of another beautiful & lush property, with another friendly gatekeeper. As the gatekeeper calls him by name & announces that they have been expecting him, the old guy cuts right to the chase & says that if his dog isn't allowed in he's not going either.
The gatekeeper smiles & says that of course his faithful companion is allowed in and calls the dog by name, too. The gatekeeper says that they hadn't really been at Heaven's Gate before & that those folks always try to trick people right up to the end.

THAT'S what life without chickens is...for me, anyway. No place that I want to be!!

I remember that episode vividly
And I love how you used it to describe how you would feel without your chickens :hugs
 
Yeah I honestly dont see why any town would have an issue with chickens as long as you take care of them just like you would any other pet and respect your neighbors by not allowing them to free range in their yard.
Roosters I do understand

I am lucky I live in a small town in NH and we can have chickens and as many roos as we want. Just in the 3 houses including mine alone probably have 40 chickens total and plenty of roos
Plus there are others too
Though none of us or our other neighbors have issues with them free ranging in their yard and such I keep them in their pen or I will put a temp fence to give them more room to stretch their lege.
I do that because I don't want them hit by a car, sally my NH red loves to go visit everyone, though she will come when I clap and call her. Which is actually Hilarious watching her run at full speed down the road to me

Sorry got off track.
Chickens in my opinion is no different than any other pet
 
When I was a kid back about 40 years ago you'd be hard pressed to find a town in my area that didn't allow chickens.
The reason many don't now is because the people that live in them at some point voted to not allow them.
My town voted and decided against them when I was a teen. I had to go to court because I wouldn't give them up and was eventually "grandfathered" in.
It's not that towns and cities decided no poultry its the people that live there that did.
Choice wisely when deciding what community you want to live in.
 

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