I've seen several threads on here asking if people get laughed at for having chickens, or if their friends think they're crazy. I think we all know people that think we're crazy (I didn't even need chickens for people to think that!) but the ones that hurt my heart are the kids who's friends and non-friends laugh and make fun of them. Nobody should be laughed at for doing something they love. So, I thought I'd share a couple things with the kids that might help them.
First, I grew up with parents that hated chickens and I was taught they were dirty, foul animals. Now I have chickens running out my ears. So, when people laugh at you for having chickens - don't think of them as mean, think of them as future converts!
And now for the big laugh.
While you kids may have chickens and love taking care of them, have any of your chickens ever made you cry? I'm not talking about when one gets sick or dies, or even when a rooster flogs you. Nope. The reason I was crying was because my rooster doesn't love me as much as I love him. Yep, you read that right! Long story short, I have a group of birds I hatched out. Five of the first seven were roos. I hadn't planned on keeping any of the roos but one of them stole my heart. He was a sweetie that would run up and want me to pick him up and rub his chest. I decided to keep him. Well, in the last week he has gotten mean and not only won't let me pet him, but bites (not pecks) my hand leaving bruises and broken skin. I'm following all the advice I can to calm him down, but I don't know if I'll still want to keep him and that made me sad. I was sitting on the couch talking to my husband about it the other night and actually started crying because Scooter (maybe that name is why he hates me?) doesn't love me as much as I love him.
So, there you go kids. Next time someone laughs at you for having chickens you can tell them you know of a grown woman in Alaska with kids of her own that cries because her rooster doesn't love her!
First, I grew up with parents that hated chickens and I was taught they were dirty, foul animals. Now I have chickens running out my ears. So, when people laugh at you for having chickens - don't think of them as mean, think of them as future converts!
And now for the big laugh.
While you kids may have chickens and love taking care of them, have any of your chickens ever made you cry? I'm not talking about when one gets sick or dies, or even when a rooster flogs you. Nope. The reason I was crying was because my rooster doesn't love me as much as I love him. Yep, you read that right! Long story short, I have a group of birds I hatched out. Five of the first seven were roos. I hadn't planned on keeping any of the roos but one of them stole my heart. He was a sweetie that would run up and want me to pick him up and rub his chest. I decided to keep him. Well, in the last week he has gotten mean and not only won't let me pet him, but bites (not pecks) my hand leaving bruises and broken skin. I'm following all the advice I can to calm him down, but I don't know if I'll still want to keep him and that made me sad. I was sitting on the couch talking to my husband about it the other night and actually started crying because Scooter (maybe that name is why he hates me?) doesn't love me as much as I love him.
So, there you go kids. Next time someone laughs at you for having chickens you can tell them you know of a grown woman in Alaska with kids of her own that cries because her rooster doesn't love her!