Totally interesting article about a woman whose backyard chicken grew ill, resulting in a trip to the vet's office. I'm sure many of us can relate.
For myself, I have 3 hens and I love the darn things, they are my pets. But if one of them grows ill, I will cry and then either put the critter down myself or take it to a vet to do the job. I can't afford $300 vet bills. If I could afford such vet bills I'd probably own a dog or two. TImes being as tight as they are it is annoying to me that I can't even afford a 'friend' in the form of a dog or cat.
My 3 hens are my feathered friends and they are also my entertainment committee. I have a huge livingroom picture window through which I can watch Colette, Adele and Babette-the-brat roam the back yard and terrorize what squirrels & neighborhood cats visit my yard.
Anyway, I loved the article and I think the writer did what was best for her and her family, and everyone else can either agree or go jump in the lake (read the article's comments, they're priceless & interesting, as usual).
For myself, I have 3 hens and I love the darn things, they are my pets. But if one of them grows ill, I will cry and then either put the critter down myself or take it to a vet to do the job. I can't afford $300 vet bills. If I could afford such vet bills I'd probably own a dog or two. TImes being as tight as they are it is annoying to me that I can't even afford a 'friend' in the form of a dog or cat.
My 3 hens are my feathered friends and they are also my entertainment committee. I have a huge livingroom picture window through which I can watch Colette, Adele and Babette-the-brat roam the back yard and terrorize what squirrels & neighborhood cats visit my yard.
Anyway, I loved the article and I think the writer did what was best for her and her family, and everyone else can either agree or go jump in the lake (read the article's comments, they're priceless & interesting, as usual).
