I was technically introduced to chickens when I was around 13. My friend had a hobby farm. I am now 24. It wasn't until the last few years I got into them my self. I met my fiance' and his dad had some chickens. He had ordered a batch of RIRs. One night there was a massacre out here...all but 3 of 12 roos free ranging were killed by coyotes. The next night 2 of the 3 were taken. So I felt bad for the long survivor. He is now known as Big Red. Thats him with me in my avatar. I started penning him up in a dog crate at night and after a few nights he would put himself to bed and wait for me to close the door. Thats when it all started. Now I have roughly 50-60 laying hens RIR, BR, SLW, California Whites, Turkens and some really old ladies I have not a clue what they are. I have roughly 30 other chickens that free range and go into dog kennels at night. Silkies, Marans, Mutts, Top Hats. Along with my 30 or so ducks mostly muscovys, my 30 or so guineas, 4 peacocks, 3 goats, 12 barn cats, and 3 dogs. Red started my entire hobby farm addiction. My birds really don't make me any money. I'm lucky if I break anywhere near even but I love it. I always tell my fiance' there are alot worse things I could be doing with my time and money. Sometimes are rough. This year has been bad. Bad hatch rates, animals getting hurt or sick, losing hours at work. But everyone here is fat sassy and spoiled. I take in unwanted birds and animals. I also differ from others with the fact that I keep all the "special needs" animals. I've got 2 roo's that lost their feet, a guinea with a limp cuz he got hit by a car, a mentally challenged chick and no I'm not kidding. I figure if they are still kickin around having a good time I will give a safe place to do it. I work in a factory making lenses for eyeglasses. Its pretty lame but it pays to feed all the mouths I have around here.
My animals keep me sane. I could be having the worst day ever and one of them will do something to make me laugh and I forget all about it.
Sorry so long and so random...really no format...I'm bad at that
My animals keep me sane. I could be having the worst day ever and one of them will do something to make me laugh and I forget all about it.
Sorry so long and so random...really no format...I'm bad at that