Love the Bloggess! Love, love, love the Bloggess! The first post of hers I ever read was the Beyonce'/Giant Metal Chicken post, and I found it because someone on BYC had a link to it in their signature line. Just another way that BYC has enhanced my life. Here, I'll pay it forward, for those of you not familiar: http://thebloggess.com/2011/06/and-thats-why-you-should-learn-to-pick-your-battles/ WARNING: The language is ... salty. So if that bothers you, just skip reading it. Personally, I find this post to be pee-my-pants funny.Good heavens! I take a couple of days off and have 263 posts to catch up on!
Raz: Your neighbor would so enjoy one of these in your yard!
I really want one of these because whose garden couldn't be made totally awesome by inserting a 5 ft chicken into it!
Yes, if the human neighbors were as loud as the froggy ones, we would have called the sheriff long ago. (Instead we love their chorus). I have seen our chickens kill frogs, but not eat them--they seem to lose interest once they're dead. Or maybe they taste bad... And new to the swamp noise fest this year, for the last several days we have had goose honking going on in the swamp almost non-stop. I know what you're thinking. Probably the same thing the neighbors are thinking. But it ISN'T Henry, Penelope, and Libby (almost ever...). I know, I know, how likely is it that we get crazy noisy wild geese in our swamp for the first time just after we get domestic geese? But it is clearly coming from the swamp and not from the goosers' pasture. Just hope the neighbors realize that.Will chickens eat little frogs? With all of the rain and wetlands we have around our house, plus the warm temps, we are having a frog orgy around here. Those little buggers are all over the place. It is so loud w/ their croaking and mating calling at night, that my inlaws asked if there were ducks in the trees!
Oh, and Raz, you should come and collect some of our frogs too, when you're out at b737's. Just for comparison. And to get hybrid vigor. 
Nova, if you haven't already, you must read the Blogess post (link above) where Beyonce' (the chicken) was introduced. I believe that when Beyonce' the singer is long forgotten, people will still be sharing the Giant Metal Chicken blog post. At least that's what happens in my own private world where all the rules are made by me.
My little broody Sebright hen Edna might not have smashed anything for her chicks, but she did find food for them and basically harass them into eating it. She would take treats from me, or find something yummy outside, call them, and if they wouldn't eat it she'd pick it up (and would tear off little pieces if it was a kale leaf or the like) and keep dropping the food in front of them and scolding them. "Eat, eat, you're too skinny!" When they were about two days old she was insistently (but unsuccessfully) trying to get them to eat some black oil sunflower seeds I had sprinkled in the brooder cage for her. I quickly picked the seeds up because I was pretty sure 2 day old chicks should not be eating sunflower seeds in the shell. Edna, however, was pretty sure I was wrong... "What, did you read that in a book? Was it the same book that said Sebrights Do Not Go Broody? Boy, if only I had nothing important to do, I might read a book. But instead I think I'll just keep raising my babies, if you don't mind!" Yeah, she's sassy. (edited for typos)
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Melody! Make yourselves home here. 
