So many of you have heard about us finally getting our flock started. Well, let me give you a little back ground... I was raised in the country. Hunting and farming are just part of life... Well Kelly was not. She was raised in Mt Morris, for those that don't know that is near Flint. She has always been a city girl but with a love of horses. So, after living with her in her hometown for a year I finally convinced her that moving back to my hometown might make it easiest for our animal endevours. So two years ago we moved back, although the only place we could find was in town. So, our animals are all located at a daycare center that my mom works for... The kids love it and I like having the animals exposed. Ok so now that I have that all out, I have been raised with the whole circle of life ideals, she was not. So the other night we went to close up the birds, and Kellys favorite bird Fancy was missing...We spent almost an hour and a half looking in and around the coop, in trees, etc trying to find her. I finally told Kelly that we were going to have to wait till the next morning and hope that she had found somewhere else to roost. So I went back to finish closing up the coop and heard that deep throaty noise that we all know too well. I get looking again and she managed to get in the storage area of the shed and had squeezed into a gap in bags of wood pellets that go in the stove for heat, So after some work moving and restacking bags, Fancy was finally free. Meantime Kelly was sitting in the car waiting for me crying thinking her poor bird had fallen prey to one of the wild ones... Lets just say that with her getting that attached in 2 weeks, I worry about what will happen when we get our meat birds.
This happens to all of us! My first rooster I killed, I felt bad for a week afterward... I knew he had to go, but I felt horrible!