Well, here it is. Kay and Bev are BR, named after my two friends, 1 BA named Aussie, 5 RIR-Lucy,Ethel,Martha,Tote,Wavie, 2-lace wyandottes-Gladys and Ricco. 3 extremely spoiled dogs, Otis, Luke and Charlie who think we survive because of them. One extremely tired(of catering to me and my girls) DH. He has put around $700 plus into this chicken adventure and just bought a used dog kennel to expand the chic yard for me. He's somethin!! I told him our 43rd ann. is coming up and that is what we both need for our girls to enjoy and have more fun with more room, he bought it used for $50 and already has it set up for staking in. They don't make em like that anymore! I also have 2 grandsons and one daughter living here with us. The whole chicken thing came up because the youngest grandson (11) wanted to raise chickens and sell the eggs. Well after the coop got built and all the hubub stopped, he forgot they were here, so in comes "Momo and Papa to the rescue of these cute, cuddlie little girls. He occasionally goes to check or feed or collect eggs once in a while, with being told to. Oh well, what else do we have to do? I work 4 days a week as a chef at a Winery and my DH is retired, so there ya go! Roger is contacting my Bev with underground contacts coming in through the coop somehow, she used to be so loveable sitting on my lap and jumping on my arm, well, now all of the sudden she doesn't give me the time of day. She thinks her eggs are the Bestest in the Coop, and gotten a swollen ego. I usually get 7-9 eggs a day and on the 9 days I swear its her holding out. What can you do? Just like grandkids, love em anyway.
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