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hello... My name is Deanna and I have a FABULOUS husband. I have three grown daughters. 3 fabulous grown step children, twin grandsons, 1 granddaughter and another on the way. I bake, sew , crotchet, knit (sort of), make cards and read everything. and I have a passion for gardening. Life is GOOD. BUT, I can talk about those things anywhere.
I have discovered that I love chickens. I remember my grandma Charlene had a blue chicken named ANDY. When I was growing up she made quite an impression on us as she was a house chicken. All the grandchildren loved her. I don't remember ever seeing chicken POOP. My other grandparents gave me a little flock of hens and I loved them.
Last week I brought home 2 chickens. BABIES. its a long and funny story and it started with a large empty birdcage that I purchased at a garage sale and a sign at the co op that said BABY CHICKENS. A Buff Orpington (Is this the right spelling?) and a rhode island red. They are
Harriet the spy and Isabel. My husband allowed me to have them in the house (contained and well loved) with promises of building a backyard coop. Long story short, the are POOP MACHINES, Truth be told I didn't care about the poop I cleaned it up religiously. BUT my sweet husband did. They went to live with my best friend of 40+ years. My husband is going to buy me a coop or build me a coop and then I am getting babies again. I cant believe how much I miss the chickens. they were so lovey especially the Buff orpington. My friend now wants to keep those two and has a coop . So I will start again with coop first and then babies. Mine will be pets and egg layers.
I cant stop planning for the chickens and the coop. I want them yesterday already. I believe I will stay with the orpintons as harriet made quite an impression.
I look forward to learning everything from all of you who have gone before me and have great stories and advice
good night Deanna
I have discovered that I love chickens. I remember my grandma Charlene had a blue chicken named ANDY. When I was growing up she made quite an impression on us as she was a house chicken. All the grandchildren loved her. I don't remember ever seeing chicken POOP. My other grandparents gave me a little flock of hens and I loved them.
Last week I brought home 2 chickens. BABIES. its a long and funny story and it started with a large empty birdcage that I purchased at a garage sale and a sign at the co op that said BABY CHICKENS. A Buff Orpington (Is this the right spelling?) and a rhode island red. They are
Harriet the spy and Isabel. My husband allowed me to have them in the house (contained and well loved) with promises of building a backyard coop. Long story short, the are POOP MACHINES, Truth be told I didn't care about the poop I cleaned it up religiously. BUT my sweet husband did. They went to live with my best friend of 40+ years. My husband is going to buy me a coop or build me a coop and then I am getting babies again. I cant believe how much I miss the chickens. they were so lovey especially the Buff orpington. My friend now wants to keep those two and has a coop . So I will start again with coop first and then babies. Mine will be pets and egg layers.
I cant stop planning for the chickens and the coop. I want them yesterday already. I believe I will stay with the orpintons as harriet made quite an impression.
I look forward to learning everything from all of you who have gone before me and have great stories and advice
good night Deanna