donddon
Songster
Good day from Marlboro, NJ.
So much happens in the world of chicken keeping, that it would be a shame not to document some of it. I've always been an early riser, so the transition to farm life was an easy one for me. I'm always up before the chickens, and a lot goes on in the world in the pre-dawn hours.
4:48 AM, I bring my first cup onto the front porch and enjoy some crisp air. I actually needed to close windows last night. The waking birds begin their concert, softly but getting louder and louder as more join the chorus.
I wonder who will start the great debate this morning and soon I find out. COCKADOODLEDOO!!! I know that one day soon, cops, animal control, the sheriffs, neighbors and whoever else I missed will come down on us. Jeez, Big Red, it's barely 5 o'clock! So, in case I missed it, "COCKADOODLEDOO!!!" he repeats. GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE, and so the debate begins. The biggest tom turkey I've ever seen lives very nearby, and has come down from his roost. He wants Red to know he will not be getting in the last word.
This goes on for a good 20 minutes each day, weather permitting. I go back in for my second cup, shaking my head. I guess Red didn't get the message yesterday.
So much happens in the world of chicken keeping, that it would be a shame not to document some of it. I've always been an early riser, so the transition to farm life was an easy one for me. I'm always up before the chickens, and a lot goes on in the world in the pre-dawn hours.
4:48 AM, I bring my first cup onto the front porch and enjoy some crisp air. I actually needed to close windows last night. The waking birds begin their concert, softly but getting louder and louder as more join the chorus.
I wonder who will start the great debate this morning and soon I find out. COCKADOODLEDOO!!! I know that one day soon, cops, animal control, the sheriffs, neighbors and whoever else I missed will come down on us. Jeez, Big Red, it's barely 5 o'clock! So, in case I missed it, "COCKADOODLEDOO!!!" he repeats. GOBBLE, GOBBLE, GOBBLE, and so the debate begins. The biggest tom turkey I've ever seen lives very nearby, and has come down from his roost. He wants Red to know he will not be getting in the last word.
This goes on for a good 20 minutes each day, weather permitting. I go back in for my second cup, shaking my head. I guess Red didn't get the message yesterday.