Okies in the BYC The Original

[faerielady]

Um, if they are supposed to be shy at 5, my daughter never got that memo.

She's 9 1/2 and she talks even MORE now than she did then... only difference is that *now* I can tell her to be quiet for a bit, and she'll listen. Of course, I have to make sure she doesn't explode from holding it all in, but she does listen.

 

[Sooner]

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But she is at the age where she is supposed to do that. At 5 they are supposed to be kinda shy.

LOL, not all of them are shy like that. My neice talked like that from the day she started.

 

[al6517]

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Come spring you tend to find several of them at the auctions, they bring a better price during hatching season.

AL

 

[Elkhunter]

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yep...once you get hooked, there is no escaping those feathery folk!

Hi robin! Saw you are also from Muskogee and tried to visit in Backyard yesterday but couldn't figure out how. I've been amazed at people with this chicken disorder--- they seem so ---(NICE) Most I meet on craigslist treated me like old friends

 

[Elkhunter]

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If your having trouble finding a hatcher just email me. I have found a few and hopefully will have mine in a couple of days.

 

[Sooner]

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"Tim" I remodeled the cabin at Gore

LOL, Hi Tim!!
Out of work huh! Did you get your houses sold?? Didn't know you had chickens!

 

[Elkhunter]

Havn't sold the houses yet. I inherited ten hens and a very protective roo from a friend who got divorced last summer. Since then I traded for an incubator and hatched 60 last week. 50 Product. Reds from the neighbors flock.

 

[poultryand bees]

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You are hooked......

 

[al6517]

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You got that right..........it's proving to be tough out there, but I am hangin on a short string LOL.

AL

 

[Elkhunter]

This is a true story that happened two week ago on my farm.

Tragedy struck during my compassionate release of my precious feathered flock this morning. I had left King Cluck in charge of my flock, and appearently he decided to take over the whole farm. His mutany began with a grand display of power and majesty as he strutted out of the confines of his castle. I wondered at his courage and beauty as he strutted confidently through the gate into the courtyard. Thinking his focus and attention had changed to charm and sexual gratification of his beautiful, hot, heavy breasted, feathered female concubines, I entered the castle to check for the golden eggs. I only briefly turned my back to King Cluck when his true rebelious intentions and character became clear. With my back turned and out of sight of the beautiful ladies, King Cluck snuck up behind me, thought he was Stud Duck, and stabbed me in the back (of the leg) with his 1 1/2" spurrs. I removed my thick wranglers to reveal 5 or 6 bloody puncture wounds which very well could have been fatal had he not barely missed the artery. Turns out that no matter how much you believe that your the Stud Duck..... white meat still taste like chicken.