johnha
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- Jul 20, 2015
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Hi Everyone,
I am a new member. I was asked to mention who I am, so here it goes.
I am a software developer by day (actually afternoon and evening). My hobbies are aquariums, chickens, goats and my German Shepherds.
Raising chickens (for eggs only) is my favorite hobby. I am in my fourth year (three summers of new peeps). My chickens free range over three acres and I spend my evenings with my favorite cigars with my chickens looking for the latest treat. One hen jumps in my lap the minute that I sit down. They assume that anything in my hand is a treat which means that I have to protect the book that I will be reading from their curious nature. My German Shepherd's cannot figure out what to do with a chicken that jumps on their back.
This winter one of my roosters was attached by an unknown predator. I was asleep and I heard the distinctive sound of a chicken under attack. I found him with its head in the fence screaming. He lost an eye and his flock status, but is now my favorite chicken.
My chicken's favorite food is mealworms; corn on the cob is a close second; grapes would be their third. Each generation has different tastes for food. All depends on what the dominant hen decides is good food.
John
I am a new member. I was asked to mention who I am, so here it goes.
I am a software developer by day (actually afternoon and evening). My hobbies are aquariums, chickens, goats and my German Shepherds.
Raising chickens (for eggs only) is my favorite hobby. I am in my fourth year (three summers of new peeps). My chickens free range over three acres and I spend my evenings with my favorite cigars with my chickens looking for the latest treat. One hen jumps in my lap the minute that I sit down. They assume that anything in my hand is a treat which means that I have to protect the book that I will be reading from their curious nature. My German Shepherd's cannot figure out what to do with a chicken that jumps on their back.
This winter one of my roosters was attached by an unknown predator. I was asleep and I heard the distinctive sound of a chicken under attack. I found him with its head in the fence screaming. He lost an eye and his flock status, but is now my favorite chicken.
My chicken's favorite food is mealworms; corn on the cob is a close second; grapes would be their third. Each generation has different tastes for food. All depends on what the dominant hen decides is good food.
John